now. Phillip says
that the printing
business is generating
enough money to see us through until he becomes famous.
He always talks
about how one
day he will be famous
because of the songs he has written. He says he has songs
for everyone. He has even written one for his mom. Nancy
is always telling
me that
I need to pump him up, meaning
pump his ego so he will continue to move forward and not
go back to his old ways. He is taking new medication that
his psychiatrist has prescribed him. I have learned that one
of his therapists diagnosed him with ADD (attention deficit
disorder). He said this therapist changed his life. He
finally
understands why he felt the
need to “self-medicate” all
these years. Since
they treat ADD
with
methamphetamines,
he believes that’s
what he
subconsciously
was trying to do
all these years. Now
he
has been assigned a new psychiatrist who has prescribed
Dexedrine for his ADD and Zoloft for his manic depression,
which his other therapist also diagnosed him with. Reflection
What I have
learned is the
difference between
supportive therapy and enabling therapy. In my opinion from
reading several reports and from what Phillip told me I think
one of Phillip’s
therapists was an “enabling
therapist” who
explained away why
Phillip didn’t show
up for
appointments. In one incident Phillip had tested dirty on
one
of the random
drug tests he was asked
to do. When it
came back dirty, he told his therapist that he was at a
party
and someone must have slipped it in
his drink. The worst
part is the
therapist apparently believed
him and made
excuses to the parole board for him. He and Nancy both
saw this therapist three days before they took me from my
home and four days
after. I ’m not saying that
the therapist
should have known;
I ’m just saying
it’s strange that
the
therapist would not have seen something amiss. Phillip was
given the excuse
he had been
looking for. His
“self-
medicating” all these years was apparently due to
the fact
that he had
ADD and bipolar
disorder. The therapist
recommended Zoloft
for bipolar and Ritalin for the ADD.
I
wonder what would have happened if the therapist had held
Phillip accountable?
It’s also my opinion that another of Phillip’s doctors was
also an “enabler.” He used to have Phillip come to his
office
every month or so, and apparently he thought Phillip was a
changed man,
too. Printing for
Less started making and
printing his business cards, letterhead, and envelopes. He
wanted an exact
color and font match
and that was very
difficult on ink jet printers and the color didn’t always
come
out right and we’d have to do a reprint. In 2008, Phillip
went
to see him with Nancy .
Phillip told me later when
he got
home that he
had finally told
the psychiatrist that
he has
been hearing voices. Phillip
told me that for
the next three
months the psychiatrist
didn’t return any
of Phillip’s
messages or letters
and that he
went without his
medication for all
those months, too.
By then he had
switched to Dexedrine
for the ADD
and wasn’t taking
anything for the bipolar. Phillip said that with God’s help
he
could control the manic side of his personality. And most of
the time he succeeded. Phillip had a hard time focusing on
anything for long time periods. His thoughts were scattered,
and his mind was going in fifty different directions at
once.
Everything
seemed to be
falling apart. We
were all
miserable. The psychiatrist
finally mailed Phillip
a
prescription for his
ADD meds. But what I find strange
is:
Wasn’t this doctor curious as to why his patient was acting
like this and what his patient was up to? In my eyes,
Phillip
was essentially asking
for help and didn’t get it. What
can
you say? Then his mom fell and things just got worse.
Phillip says Nancy is
really having a hard time when he
and the babies
call me “Mommy.” She says
she’s had a
few miscarriages
and her blood
pressure problems have
always prevented her
from keeping a
baby to term.
That
makes me feel really bad for her. Phillip says that she
feels
like an outsider as she watches me and the kids and
it’s
tearing her apart. He says it would be a good idea to bring
us all together so we
can all be a family for
the kids if we
start calling her
“Mom” and referring
to me as the
girls’
“sister.” I don’t
want Nancy to
feel like she is an outsider. I
just don’t want to call her “Mom.” I have a mom. I
love and
miss my mom. Doesn’t he know how hard this is for me? I t
would be nice
if the girls
didn’t depend on
me for
everything. I could
use some more help
with them, and
some adult conversation would be wonderful, too. I know it
will be a little confusing for A at first because she is so
used
to calling me Mommy, but I
think she loves Nancy ,
too, and
if she sees me doing it, she’ll follow along. I f we start
now,
Phillip says G will
think Nancy is her mom and A is young
enough to forget about me in time. Nancy will finally feel like
part of the family. He says I should pick a name that I like to
be called.
After a couple of
days of thinking, I
decide on my new
name and tell Phillip
and Nancy my choice. I say
I want to
be called Allissa. I
used to love to watch Who’s the Boss?
and my favorite
actress is Alyssa
Milano. But I
want a
different
spelling. I want
it spelled A-L-L-I -S-S-A. This
is
what the girls will grow up calling me.
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