I think I have an interesting appreciation for Time. Through the long, drawn out court proceedings I have been part of since summer of 2016, I have developed patience I didn’t know I had. EVERYTHING takes TIME!
Recently, my journey has taken me into the world of mental illness treatment. Brother, who is 11, took a turn for the worst this past October. He had a good system of support in place, but he still fell. His needs grew too intense for the team. I was sent elsewhere to seek more.
Everything takes time….
Visits……with the dad were suspended until Brother is more stable.
Medication…..had a negative effect and sent Brother to the hospital.
Changing Schools….Brother was sent to a program for emotionally fragile students when he became to scared to enter his school.
Changing medication….. it takes time to see if it will be effective.
Waiting lists….two months to see a psychiatrist….two months to see a specializing therapist.
Impatience….the dad doesn’t see why Brother is not “fixed” yet.
Frustration….Everything takes TIME.
Waiting….what to do while waiting.
Introvert….I have watched Brother sink deeper and deeper into an introverted world…becoming irritated when anyone attempts to pull him into a social situation.
Distract….Little AoA is kept distracted from Brother through engagement and support in her own interests.
Workload….I have thrown myself into my work, and into keeping Little AoA busy and social.
Failure….I question my own actions with Brother….did I do something wrong? Did I miss something? Did I fail to protect him soon enough from the mental and emotional abuse that now haunts him? What could I have done differently?
Wonder….Am I doing everything possible to support and move in a positive direction?