The Train Wreck

Trouble was brewing. I could sense it days ahead of time. My 10-year old daughter was headed for a major meltdown and although I could see it coming, there was no stopping it. And it was like knowing ahead of time there was going to be a terrible train wreck but also knowing I was helpless to prevent it. I knew people would get hurt, and I knew it would be a horrific mess, but the train wreck was destined to occur regardless of how hard I tried to prevent it.

My little girl has been “diagnosed” with a variety of mental shortcomings, among them ADHD and “oppositional defiance disorder”. It has also been suggested that she may have or eventually develop bipolar disorder. As a sufferer of the disease myself, I pray she’s not bipolar. It’s extremely difficult to diagnose in a child, and she does not exhibit signs of deep depression. But her “train wrecks” bear striking similarities to manic episodes and have definite cause for concern.

My daughter gets very anxious when there is a big event on the horizon, like a ceremony or school deadline or, in this case, a vacation. She is traveling tomorrow by plane, without me but in the company of her older siblings, to visit her grandma in California for a week. Although she is happy and excited to go, and although she is a very well-traveled young lady, the anxiety involved in preparing for the trip has left her nervous and short-tempered. I can sympathize with her, because getting ready to go away always caused many of the same feelings for me in the past.

The past couple of days I felt like I was tip-toeing around her, sensing her anxiety and trying to avoid confrontation of any kind. In these situations, when she is snappy and quick-tempered, it’s usually best to leave her alone. But today I needed her assistance in preparing for her big adventure and I asked her to put down her iPod in five minutes and help me get packed.

“No”, she replied.

Wrong answer.

I have tolerance for a great deal of her behavior. Those of you who are familiar with ADHD and ODD will understand that tolerance is a necessity when dealing with these children, but often they cross the line of respect and obedience. I had told her she could play for five more minutes because I’ve learned that spontaneity is not a strong suit with her – she needs advanced warning before we can switch gears. But this time she simply refused to comply, so I threatened to take the iPod and keep the device until she returned from her vacation if she did not go along with my request.

She again refused.

So I took the toy.

One thing I have always found astounding is how quickly my child can crumple. To say that she can collapse into a screaming, writhing heap on the floor in less than five seconds is no overstatement. Now, I know what you’re thinking: what a spoiled rotten brat. And believe me, I have thought the same thing on many occasions. But those of you who have experience with kids who are bipolar or who have ODD will recognize that in the middle of a tantrum or manic episode, their emotions are totally out of their control. There are no brakes on that train.

My daughter’s tantrum evolved quickly from sobbing to hysterical screaming, with my older children running through the house shutting the windows so the neighbors wouldn’t hear the hysterics and call Social Services. When she falls to pieces, we’ve learned that she doesn’t want comfort. She doesn’t want distractions. She doesn’t want to listen to reason. She simply wants the bloody iPod and she wants to get her way. But as a parent, no matter how hard I want to hold her and try to calm her, and no matter how much I want to scream back at her, or to give in and return the stupid toy just to shut her up, the only thing I can do is disengage. I walk away, leaving her in a screaming heap on the floor of the kitchen and I go to my “quiet place” and pray she exhausts herself. Typically, she cries herself out, then switches gears and lies on her bed, sobbing softly, “Why do I do this? Why can’t I stop myself? Why am I like this?” This is often followed by profuse apologies to anyone who witnessed the tantrum, and over-the-top exemplary behavior, trying to make up for her irrational antics for the rest of the day. Her remorse is heartfelt and genuine.

But this train wreck was a real doozy. She simply could not pull it together. First of all, she hates to be ignored and when we all walk away, it infuriates her. That is typically what leads to a manic-like episode during which she doesn’t even know why she’s upset any longer. She’s just beside herself with screaming and hysteria and cannot recover.

And then comes the hurt. My sweet, beautiful and kind daughter evolved into this hurtful, hateful monster. Paranoid and delusional, she screamed “I hate you!” over and over. It was like a dagger through my heart, which she then twisted around inside me when she yelled, “You are a horrible mother!” through the closed doors of my bedroom. She then went off on a tangent and accused us all of lying to her and stealing her things, and then she put the icing on the cake when she screamed, “YOU are the reason I’m like this”. A hateful blow from a 10-year old girl who knows exactly what button to push on her bipolar mother to drive her to tears of her own.

And then, just like the snap of fingers, her train came to an immediate stop. After crashing through all of her anxieties and steamrolling across my heart, her episode was over. She lay outside my door panting from exhaustion and wiping her tears, and then came the whispered apologies. 27 minutes of screaming had finally come to an end. She asked to come in, and stood hesitantly at the foot of my bed, watching me dry tears of my own. She said she understood when I told her she would not be getting back the iPod for a while, following such horrific behavior. And I struggled, as I always do, with whether this IS my fault. Did she inherit my bipolar? Are her meltdowns a result of the biological or behavioral forces at work? Is my little girl a manic mess with genetics working against her, or is she just a brat? Maybe a little of both? Nobody seems to know for certain. And my biggest fear is that she’s going to grow up to be just like her mom.

But there is a difference between our separate train rides. My life was a series of wrecks that eventually caused my husband to leave me. He couldn’t deal with my behavior any longer, so he got off the ride. He just could not love me anymore. And although he makes allowances for our daughter’s behavior that he never made for mine, allowances for which I am envious because he loves her unconditionally and could not do the same for me, I recognize myself in her behavior. And I cry because she says such hurtful and mean things when she is out if control, and I realize that I have said those same hateful things to my husband. Things that can never be taken back because my train doesn’t do reverse.

But I can’t divorce my daughter, no matter how bad things get. And I’m angry with her father because he gave up on me. He didn’t want to stick around to see if my train slowed down. I love my daughter so very much, and her behavior hurts me and it hurts her but it doesn’t in any way lessen my love for her, and I’m angry with her father because I wonder why he couldn’t love me in the same way. Why did he give up on me when I know he has the strength to not give up on her? We are both committed to helping her get better, but I wish every day that he could see my potential for mental well-being as he sees hers.

So, to my little girl, I can only say that I will never give up on you. Not ever. Even if I have to throw myself in front of your train to prove it.

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14 thoughts on “The Train Wreck

  1. I feel for both you and your daughter, it must be horrible to be on either end of this. And it would break my heart to see her go through such a moment and then be so remorseful afterward. But it sounds like you are managing it as best as you can

    • Thank you. I appreciate that. We are both doing our best, and we both have great therapists who help us keep our thoughts positive and our eyes focused on the hope of a healthy future.

      Thank you for replying.

    • Thank you. ODD is “Oppositional Defiance Disorder”, which is a behavioral issue that often evolves from untreated ADHD. It has also been referred to as “Temper Disregulation Disorder (TDD)”. The child is defiant, refuses to take “no” for an answer, always has to be first in line, always has to win at games, cannot handle a situation that is not going her way, etc. These kids often do not have the ability to be rational or to reason or to react properly in spontaneous environments. There is medication that can help ease the anxiety associated with this disorder, but because it is largely based on learned behavior, we have to hope that lots of therapy will help her “outgrow” it.

  2. Wow. I have no idea how you manage this AND your own condition (i can just about cope with 2 cats 😉 ) but hats off to you lady, you may not think so but you are doing an amazing job in holding your family together. As for your ex, I’d let that go and focus on your own evolution and who’s to say that he, or indeed someone better, won’t enter your life one day when they realise how amazing you are? X

    • Thank you so much for your kind words. The very nature of bipolar disorder makes me a selfish person, and sometimes I just want to sit around and feel sorry for myself and not have to worry about my daughter, or anyone else for that matter. But I made the decision to bring children into this world, knowing that there was a possibility that one of them might also be bipolar, and my dedication to their well-being is my first priority.

      Thank you again. Good luck with the cats – I have those, too!

  3. As a father who has walked away from a woman who has issues and has children with that woman I can give you my perspective.

    I became resentful of said woman because of the way she treated me. It was abusive. She also sought no help for this until I left her, but by then it was too late and the damage done. But for the children, there is no stronger love than that for a child and not matter what a good parent can’t bring him or herself to abandon his or her child despite what they may do.

    It’s not fair to you, really, as it’s not your fault that you have the condition from which you suffer, but there’s also only so much a person can take.

    • Hi there –
      I very much appreciate your reply because I need the perspective of someone who is on the “other side” of all of this mess. Although I acknowledged my illness and began treatment prior to his separating from me, he simply couldn’t take it anymore. I begged him to stick around, to see what I was capable of learning and how well I knew I could heal and move forward with proper guidance, therapy and medication. I even underwent ECT. But he was already done. The years of abuse could not be undone, and I will never consider his decision to walk away abandonment. Do I wish he would have given me more time to prove to him that I am a good person? Absolutely. He recognizes it now, 16 months later, how much I have improved and how much healthier I am. But the bitter memories of the way I treated him in the past get in the way of his acknowledgement of my progress. I wanted the love of an “intact” family, but as you said, there is no stronger love than that for a child and for now, that will have to be enough.

      Thank you for giving me your side of things, because it is a good reminder that it’s not just the mentally ill who suffer – we bring everyone down with us when we refuse treatment. I want to believe that these things were not my fault, that I was unaware of my treatment toward him, but I do have to accept fault because I knew I was ill and I refused to ask for help. For that, I will be forever sorry.

      Thank you again for your perspective. It is appreciate.

      • You’re very welcome and I’m happy to hear that you’ve come so far in your treatment. Now, 7 years later,

        I still have bitter memories about the way I was treated and though I’ve moved past it they are still things I can’t forget. I still don’t trust her and I still believe her when she tells me she’s changed. She probably has, but my image of her is forever tainted by the things she did to me.

        The best thing you can do for your children is to talk to them about this and let them know there is no shame in having this illness and encourage them to talk about it if they start to experience the symptoms of it so that they don’t repeat our mistakes. This is something I recently sat down with my children to discuss, as I just had a second marriage fail because I refused to treat my depression. So I’ve been on both sides of it, unfortunately.

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