Bluecat.........that is so sad.
Who knows what the treatment was for mental illness back then, most were probably in Mental Institutions, like my ancestors. I think one was in the Mental inst. in Ararat.
When you think about it, with all the mental problems families like yours and mine had, it is a wonder more of our relatives didnt have some sort of problem.
I know that I have relatives in Adelaide that have severe problems, I think they are second cousins, never see them, so not sure.
How sad for your great grandmother with no one meeting her at the station and dying overniight..........so much sadness back then, like there is today.
I dont have bi polar, but I can relate to you in many ways, not all the time, but I do have days where I cant cope with the thought of going out the front door or into a shop on my own, and I know it is due to my mental state at the time.
Most days I shake and cant stop due to a fear I have, but I dont know what that fear is, I see a pyschologist and we are working through it, alot of it has to do with Tim dying.
Just dont put yourself down, you are worth more than that.
My mum was like that after my brother died. A couple of decades later, she began seeing a psychologist who helped somewhat but she never ever fully recovered from his death which is understandable. I hope that you are able to find somewhere safe to put that fear.so that life becomes a lot easier for you. Its a fear based on reality.
