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although he is very lucky to have someone who cares. By the time I hit law school at the ripe age of 21, I was binge drinking and had been a cutter for about 7 years. In law school I was a wreck, I would black out for days at time only to wake up having cut and too much to drink.
I was going through this alone, so it was very hard. I saw counselors (the Dean of the law school made it a condition of me staying in school), but it was a joke. They seemed more worried that I wasn't suicidal than anything else. I spent half the time explaining cutting is different, and making fricking safety plans. I was also working 40+ hours a week (in violation of ABA rules), volunteering, and doing the usual overachiever crap. It wasn't until about 4 years later when I had a total breakdown and called the emergency hospital saying I was going to hurt myself (and seriously was put on hold then asked if i could drive myself to the ER...because a person in crisis behind the wheel of a car screams safety) that I finally got someone who put me on medication.
I know a lot of people have different ideas about meds, but honest to god, Zoloft saved my life, my marriage, and my sanity.
The thing with mental illness, as I am sure you know, is that it usually surfaces one someone is in their 20's.
Here's the shitter about law school, unless the rules have changed, you have 6 years to complete it from the date you first enrolled or you have to start all over again. So you have the pressure of having to finish a very expensive (well for me because I drank away my scholarships) education at a time when your mental health can be the most vulnerable.
I would encourage him to take some time off school... seriously. I was one freaking class away from graduating and just couldn't do it. Took 2 yrs off and finally (with that clock ticking in the background) finished. I wasn't on medication yet, but I was in a much more stable place. I was married to a wonderful man who gave me the love and support I needed.
I wish I had taken time off before starting law school, my last semester was the most enjoyable. I was maturer and happier and knew better what I wanted. You say your son has 2 master degrees.. so he sounds like an overachiever as well. Sometimes we get caught up in the achieving process and lose sight of why.
My mom always introduced me as her daughter who was going to be a lawyer when she grew up. That mantra was pounded into my head everyday. I never even thought of an alternative. When I got to law school it hit me... what the hell am I doing? I am not at all saying this is what is going on with your so, just telling you my experience in hopes something helps.
I can say this, sometimes when things seem the darkest, you think you will never get better. But sometimes help comes in an unexpected way and light comes in. I met my husband when I was at the peak of my mental illness. I felt like inside there was this constant storm and turmoil. On our second date I experienced a calm I never felt before and I knew I would marry him. It was 2 years and a lot of ups and downs before that happened, and we will be married 10 yrs next month. He still has no idea what a calming and safe place he is for me (ok he has some because I tell him all the time). I am not saying another person is a magical cure, its just that the last thing I was looking for was a relationship... I was so sure I could do it all alone (even though I wasn't doing it very well).
I didn't have a parent who cared enough about me to see me through those dark days and I can only imagine how much it must hurt and drain you to see your son suffer. You being there is so wonderful and I hope that you find some help here and anywhere.
Sorry I rambled, its just I kinda know where your son is and I can say things did get better.
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