Where do friends go when you’re dealing with a crisis?
Friday, August 20th, 2010
I was reminded recently about what can happen to a person’s support system when he/she is dealing with a mental health crisis. When a loved one ends up in the hospital due to a heart attack or stroke or some other sort of physical catastrophe, friends and family circle around the affected family offering to pray and often times bringing over food and groceries to help with the daily stresses caused by the trauma. The patient is often showered with attention, cards and flowers.
But when a person suffers from a psychotic break in the earlier stages of serious mental illness and needs to be hospitalized or even when a person who has been living successfully in mental health recovery and experiences a set back, the support system vanishes and the person can be left to climb out of the hole on their own. No cards and flowers are sent. No help with day to day chores is offered. Rarely are there concerned phone calls asking how the family is holding up.
Why is that? Is it because mental illness is so frightening to some people that they don’t want to discuss it? Is it because they still think mental illness and/or a mental health crisis is not as devastating as a chronic physical illness or physical health crisis?
When my son was diagnosed with schizophrenia, many of my “friends” seem to disappear. While my daughter and I were dealing with the most intense period of our lives, many seemed to look the other way. As a parent I experienced unbearable grief and pain. Gone was the brilliant young man who had plans of attending Harvard. Left in his place was a person that had delusional thoughts that kept him incapable of caring for himself. His first hospitalization was a rude awakening for all of us. Psychiatric care at the hospital was not effective and when he was discharged after a few weeks the only advise I got was to “buy him some earphones so he could listen to music and drown out the voices.” He was literally drooling from being over-medicated and started experiencing tremors that continually ebbed and flowed over the next years.
Fortunately, after several weeks a medication “cocktail” was created to give him some balance and give us some optimism that he would get better.
He did get better and although he never went to Harvard, he began a new life as a forever changed young man. His old friends never came back around……perhaps they were too scared, and all of my support system was there again for me. Unfortunately my son died by suicide five years later. My friends and family were there for us then and continue to lovingly support us today.
The moral of this blog? When someone with a psychiatric illness needs to be hospitalized, they need your care and support the same as they would if they had pneumonia or were injured in an accident. Trauma is trauma, whether it be mental or physical and loving care and support are essential in the healing process.

It’s a really complicated world……all of us want to decrease the federal debt, but how can we when so much is needed? Increased spending on the borders and illegal immigration control is at the top of the “Rights” list, while taking care of our poor and disabled stay at the top of the “lefts” list. In my world it’s a no-brainer. Supporting people that are some of societies most vulnerable is the right thing to do and I am glad HR 1586 was signed into law yesterday.
I consider myself a pretty positive person. I’ve faced plenty of tragedy in my life and still feel optimistic about the future. Some people would call it “faith.” I’m not sure what it is as I’m not necessarily a religious person, but I definitely believe in the greater good.