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spacial_rendering
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I was a psychologist, once upon a time. I've seen the inside of a lot of hospitals and I've seen the way mental patients are treated. I didn't like it, myself but the system works for countless people. It would not work for him.
I had quit the practice for personal reasons. When I met him, he seemed perfectly normal and happy, despite his long psychological history that claimed otherwise. I should have taken the hint. We've been together for quite some time now and I fully understand how his history unfolded. I happened to meet him on a very long upswing.
He is a very rich man. He is also very damaged and I love him dearly. I would keep him here forever if I believed he could survive it but I have things in my house such as a stove, with which he cannot be trusted. He isn't suicidal. He puts it like this:
"These things are exciting. They exhillarate me. They make me happy. And (me), you and (his child)... no matter how perfect my life is, no matter how truly fulfilled I should be, there is that void. It follows me, everywhere. It haunts me and the little things that I do to top that off have nothing on you."
He smiled when he said this. I have been trying to help him for a while. We've tried medications, therapies. We are still trying. He is very resistant. Even when he is seemingly happy, he is injuring himself severely. I believed I could help him. Love conquers all, of course. This has not been the case.
He is a very particular person. If we are to put him away, I'd prefer the sort of place that you read about in novels that don't seemingly exist. He would require an illusion of class an elegance. Is there anywhere truly like that; where rich people go for vacation when the stresses of daily life become impossible to endure; an asylum of sorts that looks like a luxury hotel?
He is far more likely to respond when he believes that he is genuinely cared for. He will not talk to his psychologist. I am the go-between. He talks to me and we go into therapy together. I relay what he has told me and it is very rare that he will add anything further for her benefit.
He operates best when he is at least under the illusion that he is in control.
He has severe Obsessive Compulsive disorder, he is vegan and he tends to get very upset when he can't count out the exact nutritional content of his meals because he is so afraid of death.
Committing him anywhere would be an extremely painful task. Committing him somewhere where I know he will not be happy would simply break my heart into about ten thousand pieces.
This can not be short term. This will need to span for months, if it is to make any difference. He's been in and out of local hospitals and he always comes back worse than ever. Tile floors, restraints and hospitals in general tend to set him off. He is a torture victim who suffers severe PTSD and hospitalizations in the normal places tend to register for him, as another traumatic event.
He is in his early 20's. We are in Northern Illinois.
I know I sound awful and corny, but I am out of options. I am in far over my head. He trusts in me to cure him but I don't see that as being possible. Never, in my career, did I see anyone so deeply fractured. Usually, once you've tried everything, something has given at least a hint of results. For him, this is not the case.
I had quit the practice for personal reasons. When I met him, he seemed perfectly normal and happy, despite his long psychological history that claimed otherwise. I should have taken the hint. We've been together for quite some time now and I fully understand how his history unfolded. I happened to meet him on a very long upswing.
He is a very rich man. He is also very damaged and I love him dearly. I would keep him here forever if I believed he could survive it but I have things in my house such as a stove, with which he cannot be trusted. He isn't suicidal. He puts it like this:
"These things are exciting. They exhillarate me. They make me happy. And (me), you and (his child)... no matter how perfect my life is, no matter how truly fulfilled I should be, there is that void. It follows me, everywhere. It haunts me and the little things that I do to top that off have nothing on you."
He smiled when he said this. I have been trying to help him for a while. We've tried medications, therapies. We are still trying. He is very resistant. Even when he is seemingly happy, he is injuring himself severely. I believed I could help him. Love conquers all, of course. This has not been the case.
He is a very particular person. If we are to put him away, I'd prefer the sort of place that you read about in novels that don't seemingly exist. He would require an illusion of class an elegance. Is there anywhere truly like that; where rich people go for vacation when the stresses of daily life become impossible to endure; an asylum of sorts that looks like a luxury hotel?
He is far more likely to respond when he believes that he is genuinely cared for. He will not talk to his psychologist. I am the go-between. He talks to me and we go into therapy together. I relay what he has told me and it is very rare that he will add anything further for her benefit.
He operates best when he is at least under the illusion that he is in control.
He has severe Obsessive Compulsive disorder, he is vegan and he tends to get very upset when he can't count out the exact nutritional content of his meals because he is so afraid of death.
Committing him anywhere would be an extremely painful task. Committing him somewhere where I know he will not be happy would simply break my heart into about ten thousand pieces.
This can not be short term. This will need to span for months, if it is to make any difference. He's been in and out of local hospitals and he always comes back worse than ever. Tile floors, restraints and hospitals in general tend to set him off. He is a torture victim who suffers severe PTSD and hospitalizations in the normal places tend to register for him, as another traumatic event.
He is in his early 20's. We are in Northern Illinois.
I know I sound awful and corny, but I am out of options. I am in far over my head. He trusts in me to cure him but I don't see that as being possible. Never, in my career, did I see anyone so deeply fractured. Usually, once you've tried everything, something has given at least a hint of results. For him, this is not the case.