After reading your reply, something happened that made me realize this.
It’s not about feeling helpless or not knowing what’s going on with my
son or not knowing how to help him.
The fact is that I have always figured out how to help him and how to
get him the help he needed, even when there was none.
It’s about not trusting the system to help my son, and what happened
recently validates my feelings. After just a few sessions, my son’s
therapist is gone.
Do you know how hard it is to persuade a 17-year old to go to therapy?
And how harder it’s going to be having to do it again?
For the first time, I was going to step aside and not interfere and
then this happened. Once again I’m left hanging, having to figure
out what to do next, at a time when I desperately needed help.
I’ve been navigating the mental health system for over 20 years.
First, to defeat my own demons of depression and anxiety, and now,
to help my son do the same.
Time after time we are let down by a system that doesn’t work.
As far as I’m concerned, at the end of the day, I am the one that
my son can rely on always and unconditionally, even when he doesn’t
want my help…like now.
So, here I go again, back to the drawing board. Back to figuring out
how to help him. Yes, it would be nice to have a family therapist
help us. Unfortunately, I cannot sit and wait as it could take months
before we can find someone or get an appointment.
No, I have to do something now because I’m running out of time.
The older my son gets, the less influence I have to persuade him to do anything.