My son suffers from PTSD and schizophrenia, he has been trying to see his VA therapists since his recent episode of hearing voices and becoming agitated, he was afraid for himself and his girlfriend. He was told to get in touch with the VA which he did.
To make matters worse he was told that he would have to come into the emergency room, that he could not see his therapist until his next appointment time which was in 3, THREE MONTHS! Three months is unacceptable for someone who suffers Schizophrenia.
The VA has to change their policy on the accessibility to therapists.
My name is Debbie Tam. I am the mother of Emma, a 13 year old girl with bipolar disorder, Asperger’s syndrome and post-traumatic stress disorder that resulted from repeated sexual assaults at the age of 7. I have personally encountered obstacles while trying to obtain treatment for my 13 year old daughter who has expressed the desire to receive help.
Diligent and conscientious individuals seeking to thwart tragedy are thwarted by a bureaucracy which demands tragedy before service. Insurance companies will not treat the mentally ill equally to their physically ill counterparts and toss them back into the community where no true supports are offered.
I tell Emma there is hope.
So I share this story of Emma for all the children like Emma and all the adults who invisibly and bravely fight their battles against mental illness and substance abuse.
May they believe there is hope.
My twin sister disappeared in 1982. I was severely abused by both my parents. I was also a gymnast and dancer from age 4 to 14 years old. I am now 37. I am diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), Autism Spectrum Disorder, Bipolar, and an eating disorder. I am thankful to a specialized program in my state where I live. The program only has 6 clients and is a program I will be in for the rest of my life. Before entering this program I was in the hospital more than I was out of it. I have currently been out of the hospital for 3 months. I have no family support. I was lucky the 6 years I was in foster care, I was not abused in any placement, but was bounced around a lot. I have lived in many group homes and apartment programs. I live in the Intensive Residential Treatment (IRT) apartments. I have my own apartment with 24hour/ 7day a week in home staffing. This program is not time limited. I have been told I will be in this program for the rest of my life. If I can make it through what I have then there is hope for everyone else.
As an adolescent, life was chaotic and convoluted. To be honest it was such a whirlwind that I don’t remember fractions of time. As a young adult, my life took a turn for the worse. Entering high school I was set to be on the college prep track. It was in high school that I experienced my first symptoms of mental illness. My freshman year I was sexually violated and fell into a clinical depression. I stopped talking. I couldn’t do simple tasks. My grades fell from A’s and B’s to D’s and F’s. My mom talked took me to my primary doctor. He said that I had clinical depression and prescribed Paxil. By my senior year I was in full blown mania. (See you can’t put a person with bipolar on an anti-depressant without a mood stabilizer) but no one knew. That led to my first hospitalization.
Hey my name is dawn and I’m diagnosed with BPD, PTSD and a panic disorder. I’ve been battling with mental illness for over 10 years I first started noticing there was something different with me when I was 16.
I had a pretty rough childhood. I grew up with my mother who was a recovering alcoholic who quickly switched her addiction to gambling. I remember my mom leaving me home alone all the time when I was really young, only 4 years old, the first time that I can remember. I was also molested by my father for almost 10 years.
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