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RE: An Unlikely Love Story: In His Words (My husband's Perspective)
Truly an incredible love story. Made more difficult by the absence of help. It's tragic to me you have been unable to find a decent therapist. In any case, y'all are badass superheroes for finding your way through this and uncovering the processes that are healing for you.
We might have been able to find a therapist if we'd had good enough insurance PLUS money for it along the way, but that was not generally the case. I'm sure that there are good therapists out there, but they are really expensive and insurance (even when we did have it) was very picky about paying for it. It was a frustration for many years, for sure!
Thank you for the support. I'm very VERY fortunate that my husband is the strong man he is, because I can't imagine having gotten this car without his support.
It's a problem that mental health is so inaccessible. It's totally absurd for it to be out of reach for most people. I had an uncle who was schizophrenic, and he was in the va hospital where he was abused and all his shit was stolen all the time because my grandparents couldn't afford a better situation. What a gift to have the strength of each other through it.
That is SO horrible about your uncle. My husband's brother is schizophrenic as well and has spent many years homeless because of it. He runs out of options that he can afford for treatment and lets things slide and soon he's stuck in the full fits of paranoia again. It is awful. For all of the complaints here about health care and mental health care... no one seems to know what to do about making it easier to get unless you have really good $$$$ to pay for it.
I consider myself very lucky to have my husband in my life. He's amazing.
I truly couldn't imagine what would have happened to my uncle if my grandparents hadn't been on top of things. It became clear pretty quickly he couldn't live on his own, and it was really lucky they could go to the VA. As horrid as it was, I'm sure it was better than being homeless. I honestly think they made him worse with the meds. He was 6'5", probably 350 lbs, so I am sure they were afraid of him, but I never saw him being anything other than sweet and gentle. He would talk to me about all kinds of wild stuff. He was mostly delusional. He was always talking about Green Acres or his friends from high school.
It's really sad to me about your brother in law. They have to make health care more accessible. It's so out of control. The $ priorities in that country are so whacked.