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Written by Sophie on Saturday, June 9, 2007
A lot has been happening. Mum has been up to her usual antics. In this case it is both a good/bad situation. Good in terms of it getting me off my reluctant bum.
I can’t remember if I told you about the last time Mum did stuff behind my back. I probably did. It was shortly after I’d “come out”. I knew she needed someone to talk to about it. It is why I clued my Aunty in on the whole thing (big mistake). Mum went to her counsellor friend at her work and told her ALL my problems. Not hers, mine. Her counsellor friend then went to her husband (who happened to be a doctor) and told him everything. It wasn’t until after all of this that Mum felt the need to come and tell me what everyone thought.
This time Mum went to our family GP (general practitioner…everyday doctor). She told him all about my problems with depression and how she wanted my feet to be fixed so everything else would be fixed (I’m paraphrasing). The first thing the doctor asked her was, “does your daughter know you’re here?” Mum’s reply was, “she doesn’t but she will.”
So I went to the doctor today. Didn’t tell him about any of my transabled stuff but everything else he said was pretty much on the mark. He told me he got the impression my parents thought if I got my feet fixed up all of my other problems would dissolve. He figured my feet problems were minor compared to my problems with depression. He also decided that although he could try and refer me to the orthopaedics department at the hospital he doubted I’d get in any time soon. The orthotist I’d been getting help from in the past was considered pretty good in our town and he couldn’t help. So it looks like nothing will be done to fix my feet.
In regards to the depression I was honest to him about forgetting to take the meds. He figured that even if I had remembered to take them he didn’t think they were going to solve my problems either. Especially considering the hospital doctor had left me to my own demise. So…He is putting a referral in for a counsellor for me. I should hopefully hear back about that soon. It looks as though he’s giving me the shove I so desperately needed. I hope it all works out ok.
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Wow, your mom really has some problems with managing her relationship with you. Have you told her how that makes you feel?
3 On 12 June, 2007, Claire said:
Good luck with therapy. I must admit I always look forward to my visit with my therapist. It helps temporarily to talk about things, and that’s not a bad thing, even though I haven’t found it to be a long-term solution to anything. But then again, I have only been going for a few months. Go, because it’s good to talk, but don’t expect too much out of it either.
I am curious…what is wrong with your feet?
4 On 12 June, 2007, Sophie said:
They’re just flat feet, but I can’t stand longer then 10 or 15 mins before the pain starts getting really bad.
I have tried to talk to Mum about how she makes me feel. She spends all of her time guilt tripping me and ultimately it’s just easier on me emotionally if I tell her what she wants to hear. Sometimes that is hard…when I make a mistake she expects me to apologise but at the same time it’s the last thing I should say according to her. Yea…It’s complicated.
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1 On 9 June, 2007, Sean said:
What a horrible breach of trust and privacy. I think your mother needs a solid kick in the ass. It angers me *so* much when parents behave that way. Maybe because my own mother behaves like that often.
That said, if it means that you’re starting therapy, then, that’s good :) It can’t hurt.
It’s just unfortunate that you had to have your mother break privacy and trust that way.
Good luck :)