Those people shouldn't have kids.
People like that need to be spayed or neutered!!!
Wow. And who is going to administer this eugenics program of deciding who is good enough to parent? We've tried that a bunch of times throughout history--several times in the US. It doesn't go well.
I want "untreated" defined. And "addiction".
I have two children. I have been suicidal more often than not since I was a small child. I did partially have children so that I could have a tether to this world. I
f*cking owe them a total of twenty years of care (total) and I take that seriously. I knew that I was taking on a twenty year obligation to the world. I did it on purpose. I'll figure out how to get through the twenty years after that once they are grown.
I have mixed feelings about the word "untreated". I am 31. I have been in and out of therapy (often court ordered) since I was 3. I am on therapist # 21. I haven't tried every single drug in the entire arsenal but I have done med rounds trying to control my issues. When I decided to have children I was in a very good period and I hadn't been on any kind of medication in a long time and I phased out of therapy. I knew that at some point in the future that would change.
So it looked a lot like I was "untreated" and still suicidal but choosing to have children. I have gotten through all of my life by going from thing to thing. Being a mother is a damn good job for keeping me alive and dedicated let-me-tell-you.
I know that a lot of mothers are neglectful. Just because I am mentally ill that doesn't mean that I will be. Even if I am between therapists or not currently being treated I am capable of setting up systems of checks and balances and I make g-d sure I am not neglecting my kids. My kids get a lot of attention and a lot of supervised free play (they are very little). Things wil change as they get older.
When my uncle died (the only male caregiver from my childhood who never tried to rape me) and I divorced my family and had a break down and I was not capable of taking care of my kids I put out a call to my friends.
People were with me for more than a week while I grieved and keened out my pain. I mostly stayed in the garage and friends (other mothers) came over and it was a week long play-date fest. My friends made all the food and did the cleaning. I took care of me. When that period was over my friends patted me on the head and went back to our normal friendship. I found a good therapist, wrote a book to get the full story of my childhood out so I could figure out how to handle it, and I keep trying to figure shit out.
But when I had kids I was "untreated". I was not on any medication. When I was pregnant with my first child my therapist of *7* years overdosed on heroin. Welcome to motherhood. No support for you.
I approach just about everything in life as if it is a subject that can be learned. I know that all of my parenting instincts are bad. I know that my instincts about just about everything are bad. My whole life is a self-help project. I don't watch tv. I don't read novels very often. I read non-fiction books and research studies. My topics shift over time.
I want to be a good parent more than I want anything in the whole wide world. I know that when they are 18 they don't owe me a relationship. I hope they will want to have a relationship with me. I think I have to be a good enough parent to deserve having them as a friend later. They are not me. They have boundaries. They have preferences. I have to treat them like individual people I have to get to know and figure out how to most usefully help.
I got a teaching credential then a graduate degree in literature. Now I have done enough reading to qualify for several early childhood development degrees but I don't feel like paying for them.
I'm doing pretty well as a parent. We are part of a large and busy community. People see and know my kids. People are consciously watching my kids. I write on my blog about my mental health issues. I am ridiculously open about where I am. I have been this open since I was nineteen. I have viewed my route to safety through existing openly and trying to have a unified self. I don't bring up my mental health issues when I talk to people unless they read my writing and know already. People are *shocked* when they start reading my writing. "You seem so normal." Ha.
I am a really good actor.
But a lot of how I manage to stay calm is I smoke pot. I have a medical card. I got a recommendation from a therapist and I went to see a nice doctor. I've seen him several times and we are developing a relationship. There is a large consensus amongst my doctor, my therapist, and myself at this point that I am not going to be a life long smoker. It hasn't been four years. But right now I need it.
I will go back to being unmedicated; I don't think I will continue with this therapist forever because she is an emdr specialist and we are not a great talk therapy match. Hopefully by the time my kids are in the 6-11 range. So. Hurry up me.
What does "untreated" mean?
I don't cut any more because I don't want to model it.
I don't beat my head because I don't want to model it.
I am not promiscuous because I don't want to model it.
I don't hit *any one* because I don't want to model it.
If I start to scream I cut myself off, apologize, and try to continue in a reasonable tone.
What does untreated mean. I am not going to be on medication even though I am unstable. I make progress. I work. But I am not always being "treated" by anyone. Life is very complicated. I don't think that my fitness for parenthood should rest on having a "treatment relationship".
I'm mentally ill. I will be for my entire life. I have PTSD. I have GAD (anxiety), depression, and a really lot of anger issues.
But I'm nice to my kids. When I'm not I acknowledge that I was wrong and I apologize.
My chaos is managed. I wouldn't call it "treated" but it is managed. I have appropriate spaces and places for outlets. I have support. I ensure that I am a fully realized person to the people in my life with all the good and the bad fully displayed. I am extremely functional given my level of trauma and psych problems. But my days are a mix of good and bad. I cry nearly every day. I have it scheduled in an appropriate way. My kids do have to deal with me being kind of difficult during travel and I'm a gypsy. I'm working on it. Things are improving rapidly as they get older. No more babies.
What is "untreated"?