Things are starting to happen.
My meds are starting to kick in and today, for the first time in a very long time… my voices are 95% quiet. I must admit, I kind of miss them as morbid as that sounds. I’m still processing this, so stay tuned lol.
I talked to my psychiatrist once and she put me on the meds I wanted, but the talk therapy she said I’d be getting seemed to be taking forever. I called the other day and this morning my support person (I don’t know her real title) called and told me she would be calling at least once a week to check up on me and let me vent if I needed to and talk about anything I needed to. Apparently, the talk therapist who I had been assigned to left, so they are looking for a replacement. We talked about some things going on with me and then she offered me two programs that I could look into. One is called Choices and it’s basically what I’ve done before except this is more therapy and more specific to my needs.
This is a snippet of part of the brochure I found online about it.
Program participants are diverted from placement in a more restrictive institutional setting to the CHOICES day treatment program following a mental health crisis. Participants attend daily groups and activities that emphasize dialectical and cognitive behavioral therapies, mindfulness practices, relapse prevention, symptom management, medication education, emotional regulation, physical fitness and connection to community and peers, all of which improve clients’ daily functioning and social skills. This provides clients with a variety of opportunities for positive social interactions that aid in recovery and improved overall mental health. In participation with staff, CHOICES program participants identify their desired treatment outcomes and receive an individualized treatment plan which leverages the clients’ own personal strengths in managing their mental health symptoms.
They pick me up in the morning and they bring me home in the afternoon. I literally just have to walk out my front door and be taken care of until I step off the bus after they bring me home. They even feed you a snack and lunch. Just like when I was in the mental ward’s aftercare program.
There might be a little trouble getting me in because there was a deadline to sign up that has passed, but she said she would do her best. I think this would be good for me. The other program was different and I have to say I was kind of zoning out a little when she was telling me about it. I do remember her saying someone comes to my house or something.
I really pray that she can get me in, because it sounds like what I need and boy do I need help right now.
PS the program is 2-3 week long.