MAPPING THE MIND FUZZ
by ♥ Aime

Hopscotch Polka

12/04/2012

Amazingly, that is the song that my husband is listening to on YouTube right now.

I haven't been very faithful lately in my dear diary, but, then again, I haven't been very faithful to anything lately.

My world seems to be falling apart day by day. And I am constantly asking the question of 'what is the point'?

Also amazingly, I have not lost my mind. This has always been the worst time of the year for me, years of struggles to get so that I could even tolerate it without having to be hospitalized.

This year, my youngest son, Cameron, is the one that will be spending Christmas in a psychiatric hospital. I just don't know what is wrong and what my husband or I could possibly do for the child. It's hurts my heart to see him this way, to know that there is nothing that I can do for him.

The doctor seems to think that there are a myriad of issues surrounding Cam's mental health. The biggest piece was the depression and the suicidal ideations. They are still there, but only certain things aggravate him that much. Mainly, any talk about his coming home.

I don't really think that he will be home anytime in the near future, certainly not in time for Cristmas.

As far as diagnosis are concerned, we really don't have any definitive answers at this time.

I will try to be good about updating.....