Serenity the serene

Now I am not doing a huge history.

But my step daughter has had a life.

Not dwelling on it she has chosen to dump a jerk.

She has four children.

Holds down a job.

And has a nice house in a nice area now.

Today I am very proud of her.

The Great Intelectual Thinker her ex is blown out and she has decided he has no contact.

Contact weekends mean no boundaries, occasional food and dad maybe off doing somethign else and care from who falls through the door.

GOOD ON HER.

The kids have struggled with this and she has decicded to get help.

So she goes to the doctor:

Tells the doctor what she needs, which is;

Help for the children

Doctor decides dr knows best .

Scripts her for prozac diazepan whatever

She hands the script back and says - thank but no thanks.

Doc says you need it

You are crying all the time and in distress.

Serenity says and read this well:

Yes of course i am crying and in distress, someone in my position would


THAT IS NORMAL.

How come in this world we have come to reframe distress and discomfort as a symptom to be medicated (within the DSM) and not a human response to life.

I wonder if doc was protecting herself from being an empathetic human being and trying to make themselves the expert in a situation about which they were clueless.

But anyway I digress. I do digress rather well if you ask most people who know me.

Serenity hung on in there and has accepted a referral to mental health in the hope that they will accept her as the expert on her life and deliver the service she needs rather than the one they think she does.


R