Mental Health Crisis
While I had an absolute blast on Saturday at the Elders Quorum social shootout, it wasn’t all roses and might have started me on the path toward a mental health crisis.
Dealing with Mental Health Issues
While I have several firearms, and feel like I am quite proficient in their use, I don’t actually use them all that often. Last weekend was the first time in 2017. I think I only had them out once in all of 2016.
I’ve even stopped carrying my sidearm. I still have my carry permit, fully support carrying, and think it is largely a smart thing to do. But while I think having one is a good idea for most people, unfortunately I think it might be more dangerous for myself to have one. Maybe as my treatments at the VA continue this will improve.
I was slightly nervous about the shootout on Saturday, but mostly that was nervousness about other people’s safe handling of the weapons. And everything at the event was fine. I felt good. But later, after returning home, I started not doing so well.
Mental Health Crisis
I don’t know even if it is directly relatable to the shootout. I was slightly depressed all afternoon afterwards though. And when I get depressed I want to snack as a way to distract myself. About 10pm I headed to the store to pick up a bag of chips. I had the windows down as I drove to feel the cool night air.
There is a Maverick gas station on the corner of state street and 300 East in Pleasant Grove. As I went through that intersection a man I didn’t see yelled to someone else, “Hey, will you…(something). ” I can’t identify why, probably the inflection in his voice similar to somebody else I knew, but something about that sentence had me back at Fort Huachuca in an instant.
As I rounded the corner of that intersection, only a fraction of a second after hearing the words, I was already in a panic. I was shaking and terrified. Immediately I pulled over into the Smith’s parking near the same corner. I spent 20 minutes there just trying to breath; to relax; to convince myself that I WAS safe. It was as long a 20 minutes as I’ve had in quite a while.
I texted Julie, only telling her that I wish she had come because I was feeling “some anxiety.” I had thought about telling her to grab Blake (her father) and coming to pick me up. I was in really bad shape, but I didn’t do that because I didn’t want to reveal to Blake/Joan how bad I was doing. (Yes, I see the irony of that decision and then sharing it here on the blog.)
Ongoing Issues
The only reason I relate this to the shooting at all is that during the episode I kept hearing the gunshots ringing in my ears. They’re probably unrelated.
I eventually convinced myself I WAS safe and calmed down. I made it home just fine. That was Saturday night. Sunday was… difficult. No full blown meltdown at church like I’ve done before, but periods of it were difficult to get through.
Monday was… fine. Julie has spent several days trying to coax me to talk. But I don’t know what to say to her. She can tell I haven’t been well. Nightmares, as expected, have been worse than normal.
Today, Tuesday, wasn’t a great day either. This morning, still on edge and dealing poorly with the stress, I got a phone call from the insurance which didn’t help (I’ll write more about that in another post). That was while on the way to my parents to do some work again today.
No work took place though. While discussing what needed to be done my Dad made some fairly benign comments directed at me that set me off. I didn’t want to blow up so I just left. I stood, said I couldn’t handle it today, and left. Julie tried to stop me saying Dad was just joking. I said I was leaving and if she wanted a ride home she better get in the car too. A few minutes later we were on the road back home.
Family is great… but everyone needs a friend!
So here I sit feeling like a grade A loser unable to control his emotions. I feel like I’m just barely hanging on. I wish desperately I had a friend to call. The one and only good friend I feel like I’ve had since my discharge is now way back in Missouri, possibly never to be seen again. A while back he suggested I get out there and meet people, saying I’m a great guy and will find friends.
Despite feeling like I’ve tried doing that, it hasn’t happened yet. Everybody else at my stage in life seems to already be set in stone with work, schedules, friends, family. Nobody has time/room in their life for a needy, broken vet. I can’t blame them. I wouldn’t really want to hang out with a depressing mental case either.
I’m desperately missing Joshua, who is at Scout Camp this week. With him here I could find a reason to get out of the house at least and go help him practice some basketball or golf.
Don’t panic… I know I’m loved.
I know Julie loves me, and so do the kids. And my parents. I know that. I know I can talk to them (despite what happened with my Dad today). I’m sure I could probably reach a church leader or two. I know there are people to talk with, even if it is only because of their calling, but I wish I had even one good friend as well who I could call up and get together with.
And I wish I could stop all this damn crying!
Running Log 6/12/17
Running Log 6/12/17
Location: PG Rec Center
Participants: Family minus Josh (Scout Camp) plus cousins Jake and Caly
Task: Caterpillars for 25 minutes.
Gold Star for the day undoubtedly goes to Andrew. He needed some encouragement but he ran the entire thing. He has never gone that far or that long non-stop before. I was very impressed with him. It was good to not see him quit, which is normally the problem. He gives up on hard things, but not today!
Every else did just fine. It was a nice slow pace so they didn’t quite run 2 miles. They all ran well and I didn’t hear any complaining.
This is the first time we’ve done Caterpillars without a baton to pass back. Instead, that last person would simply wait until they saw the person ahead of them finish their sprint, and then they would sprint to the front themselves. This adds more sprinting by eliminating the time for the baton to be passed back. They all handled it quite well. The added runner helped mitigate the extra running.
Overall a very good run. This is the first running log in a few weeks because we’ve been doing other things, so it was good to get back “on track.” I was able to walk almost a full lap with JR at a VERY slow pace. The time spent standing though took its toll and I was in quite a bit of pain at the end. Lifting Steven to get a drink near the end was excruciating.
I have video for you today… Enjoy!
UPDATE: new video without the music that got blocked!
Book Review: The Amber Brown Collection
The Amber Brown Collection (Vol 1-8), by Paula Danziger
We received the Amber Brown collection as a gift after our last house fire. These books are suggested for ages 7 & up. I love to see my kids read and was excited to try out a new set. I read all eight this week.
You Can’t Eat your Chicken Pox, Amber Brown
It’s the summer following third grade and Amber Brown is crossing the pond. She has an aunt in London and when her parents separated, her dad moved to Paris. Unfortunately, Amber comes down with chicken pox on the second day in London. Kind of a cute story, but really weighed down with the parent line. Amber has a “Dad book” that she talks to because she misses her dad so much. When her dad insinuates that he wasn’t sure her chicken pox were real or if they were a story to keep the two apart, I got uncomfortable.
I’m only a kid.
Why do I have to worry about all of this?
I tend to agree. I realize that not all kids have a perfect family life. But this is pretty heavy for a 7 year old to read.
Amber Brown Goes Fourth
It’s the beginning of fourth grade and Amber Brown misses her best friend who moved away before summer vacation. Lots of kids have a hard time with the beginning of the new school year and trying to make new friends. It seems fairly realistic in the way the fourth graders relate to one another. But the storyline gets high-jacked with negative emotions. Yes, Amber Brown resolves to “go fourth” with determination, but there is so much negative, so much worrying. Young children should be reading light-hearted stories where the “conflict” is how much of a mess they made and how much trouble they are going to get in.
Amber Brown Wants Extra Credit
When Amber Brown’s school work begins to suffer, she vows to do better. But there are so many things that have her worried and make it hard to focus on school. Her mom wants her to meet her new boyfriend. Amber wants things to go back to the way before the divorce. Her biggest fear is that she might like the boyfriend and that wouldn’t be fair to her dad. It’s a lot for a nine-year old to deal with.
Forever Amber Brown
This book deals with change. Some changes are good and we chose them. Others are kind of forced on us. When Amber’s mom receives a marriage proposal, the two of them head to Alabama to stay with their best friends and make some decisions. Amber likes the time spent with her best friend, Justin, who moved away just 6 months earlier. While there, she learns that change is inevitable, but she will forever be Amber Brown.
Amber Brown Sees Red
This book is full of silly episodes, beginning with skunks in the school. Yeah, just a little unrealistic but kids would totally eat it up. More negativity as Amber’s dad announces his intention of moving back to New Jersey. And what children’s series doesn’t have a bad haircut as the icing on the cake.
Amber Brown is Feeling Blue
Amber is forced to choose between her parents. Thanksgiving with Mom and boyfriend Max in Washington State, or New York City with her dad. There is also a new girl in her class, Kelly Green. Despite a rocky first day together, the two girls become friends. The story dwells so much on Amber’s emotional turmoil, that the character development is seriously lacking.
I, Amber Brown
It’s Christmas time, but this book fails to spread the holiday cheer. As Amber’s father moves back from Paris, they begin a joint-custody routine. Amber even pits the parents against each other when her mom says no to pierced ears, but her dad doesn’t know about that conversation. When dad finds a place to rent nearby, Amber loves the family that lives upstairs.
Amber Brown is Green With Envy
This is the last book in our box set, but not the last one in “the colorful world of Amber Brown.” But these books just aren’t very colorful to me. In this book, there is more fighting between the parents and Mom and boyfriend decide to move to a new house so ex-husband won’t have a history there. And Amber is mad about it. Dad goes on a date. And Amber is mad about it. Once again, the whole book is filled with anger and negativity but everything is supposed to be all better with the last two lines…
Life can be very confusing . . . . filled with good things and filled with bad things.
But it’s my life . . . . . and I have choices.
Recommendation
I only give this series 2 out of a dozen buttered rolls. It was pretty easy reading for the age suggested 7 & up. The books are not a “numbered series.” I read Amber Brown is Feeling Blue first and was totally confused. The author spends very little time in character development so if you read them out of order, you will be lost. So I looked on the “Box,” figured out the order and followed the story line much better. They should be read in order, even if the author won’t tell you what that order is.
And then there is the content. The cover promises an “Always Bright, Amazingly Bold, Amber Brown. I disagree. Amber was rarely bright (whitty or positive), and her boldness flirted with rude and disrespectful because it was always aimed at her parents. Divorce is real, it is ugly, but I doubt these books would help a child cope. They took real situations and dwelt on the negative. I don’t think you can spend 150 pages filled with hate, anger, and malice, then say “but it’s my life” and expect it all to be better.
I am grateful that my children are not in Amber’s situation. Maybe a child from a broken home would find comfort in these books, confirmation that they are not the only ones that feel this way. Still, I think there has to be a better, more healthy way to help children cope with those feelings.
Activities Galore!
It is the last week of school and we have been all over the place with activities.
Gymnastics
Last night we attended the gymnastics “showcase” for Kristie, Charlee, Nikki, and Andrew at Patterson’s Soft Landing Gymnastics. I have never been to an event like this and it was great fun for me to see what the kids have been working on and learning this year.
I thought they all did great! Of course I may be biased. They all progressed quite far throughout the year and I am really happy for them. Kristie was even offered a spot on one of their competition teams, but since we are moving she isn’t taking the spot.
The highlight for the night, at least for me, was watching Kristie easily climb their rope. It took about 20 seconds for her to get to the top of their 25 foot ceiling. I was impressed. Any time I have picked her up I’ve asked if they ever climb the rope and she has always said no. When asked afterward why she always told me no when she had obviously climbed it so well she said, “We haven’t practiced until just last week. We got to try and I climbed up it.” It was just that easy I guess.
Dance Event
One of today’s activities was the end of year Dance Festival at the elementary school. This has been a tradition there since Julie attended. Each grade practiced and preformed a dance routine for a large crowd of parents.
I know this event is popular and expected, but I’d rather have skipped it. The music was low and hard to hear. The choreography was repetitive (which is expected for a large group of little kids). And I don’t particularly like large crowds.
The kids were just one among a sea of others. Because my kids are so short they were often hard to see in the group. It was as good an event as I’ve ever seen it be, but still not a “must see” for me. Julie probably feels different about it.
Little Red Hen
Following the Dance Festival, Nikki was also involved in a class play of The Little Red Hen. I took Andrew home instead of attending. Julie went and said it was adorable. She needs to get some GoPro practice though because there was nothing in memory despite her claims she had the whole thing recorded.
Paying Tribute to the Porcelain King
And just to make this week a little bit more difficult, we have had illness going through the family. It started with Andrew and Steven on Sunday morning. Both vomited and earned a get-out-of-church-free pass. Sunday afternoon, after church, poor JR had his turn right in the middle of a family movie.
That passed just fine and we thought by Tuesday we were all in the clear. Then right in the middle of the gymnastics showcase Steven had two more episodes: once right in the middle of the seated crowd, and then again as Julie was carrying him outside. She got him outside and five minutes later he stated he wanted to go back in. Julie said, “you can’t. You’re sick.” “I’m not sick, I’m happy :)!”
That was yesterday. Last night it was Charlee’s turn. Caitlin woke us sometime after midnight to tell us that Charlee needed new bedding. Lovely.
Today was Lagoon day for the middle school and Caitlin was early anticipating going for her first time. She left the house all ready to go. About 20 minutes later she was on the phone telling us that she was ill to and fighting nausea. So she missed Lagoon. She didn’t vomit at all today, but Lagoon would have been a bad place to test the fortitude of your stomach.
Can Summer Begin Already?
I am more then ready for the school year, and this week, to be over. We have more than enough activities planned for us over the summer to keep us busy. Family reunions, remodeling a house, pool time, fishing, moving, and hopefully a trip to Martin’s Cove in WY to visit some friends on a mission there. We have activities galore planned, so let the fun begin!