Archive for May, 2010

Women & Depression: Special Report

Monday, May 24th, 2010

Note: Because May is National Mental Health Month, I decided to post this both on menupause and divorce-dayz. If you are reading this on menupause and are also divorced, I added an excerpt from www.womansdivorce.com that you may want to read and also go to the site for more information.

Note: Since depression is a difficult illness with darkness lurking everywhere, I thought I would post flowers to bring light to the article.



Experiencing grief and depression from divorce is common when a person’s marriage ends.  The sense of loss can be comparable to the pain of losing a loved one.  In essence, it is the death of your marriage.  It can be a very sad time in your life as you lay to rest all the dashed hopes and dreams.

Your pain is real, and as you begin your divorce recovery you may experience some or all of the following symptoms of depression from divorce to some extent:

inability to sleep or sleeping more than usual

over eating or a total lack of appetite

fatigue

unusual aches and pains

excessive alcohol or drug use

difficulty concentrating

persistent negative thoughts

irritability or anger anxiousness or restlessness

sense of guilt or worthlessness

pessimism or indifference

loss of interest in formerly pleasurable activities

recurrent thoughts of death

thoughts of suicide – *Get Help Immediately*

While it is normal to feel these things off and on, consult your doctor if you are experiencing at least four of these symptoms on a daily basis for a prolonged period.  Your symptoms may be caused by lingering depression.  When you are facing these on a continual basis, there is no shame in asking for help.  When there is a death in the family, people offer their support.  When a divorce occurs, this help is often lacking, so you may need to seek out your own support.  Just remember that you probably won’t feel this way forever.

For the time being, though, depression from divorce can seem to color everything in your life. Start to forgive yourself for mistakes you may have made.  Maybe you weren’t perfect, but you are basically a good person.  You can’t go back and change the past, so let it go, and allow yourself to find contentment in the here and now.”




Depression is no stranger to my family.  My father’s youngest sister committed suicide when she was 29 and unhappily, still unmarried. (Sixty years ago that made her an old maid!) My mother’s aunt drowned herself because of her fear of her daughter’s fragile health. (P.S. This daughter outlived her siblings.) Three of my four siblings have experienced serious depression. I went through a deep depression after my older daughter was born and again while going through depression and menopause simultaneously. Fortunately, I received the help I needed, but not until some trial and error.

When I suffered from post-partum depression in 1965, the climate at that time was that depression was a lack of will.  The advice was to “snap out of it!”  or “It’s all in your head.”  Now research has shown that for some of us, depression is part of our genetic makeup. (Environmental factors and chemical imbalances in the brain are the other two factors.)  With depression on both sides of my family, the genetic predisposition makes sense.

There are many options in today’s medical and non-medical circles, since depression is not a small problem. According to an article I saved in Rosie, the magazine that Rosie O’Donnell published several years ago, depression “haunts” as many as 12 million American women. I Googled for stats and found these additional cited statistics from “Facts Sheets and Depression” on the website www.mentalhealthamerica.net)

1. Approximately 12 million women in the United States experience clinical depression each year. (Same stat as Rosie cited in 2001.)

2. About one in every eight women can expect to develop clinical depression during their lifetime.

3. Depression occurs most frequently in women aged 25 to 44.

4. Contributing Factors
– Many factors in women may contribute to depression, such as developmental, reproductive, hormonal, genetic and other biological differences (e.g. premenstrual syndrome, childbirth, infertility and menopause).

5. Social factors may also lead to higher rates of clinical depression among women, including stress from work, family responsibilities, the roles and expectations of women and increased rates of sexual abuse and poverty.

6. Gender Differences
-Women experience depression at roughly twice the rate of men. (Girls 14-18 years of age have consistently higher rates of depression than boys in this age group.)


In my case, postpartum depression was, I believe, triggered by a hormonal balance when I stopped nursing my daughter at six months, because my son, 18 months older, was such an active child, I felt I could not continue to nurse. Many years later I learned that when you stop nursing, there is a hormonal shift. My second big “meltdown,” as Susan Sarandon once called depression, came while I was going through divorce and menopause, both of which are stressful, with menopause listed under hormonal issues. The doctor never even asked about my physical condition. If I had been going to a holistic practitioner at the time, I think the link between the physical and mental would have been uncovered.

Because women seem to be more prone to depression than men, which is true in my family, I have collected several books on the topic.  In my next posting later this week, I hope to have the list completed. (I have one more book to read.) In the meantime, if you have any books on the topic you’d like to suggest, please email the information for me to share with other readers. Thanx!


In the 1970s, after I had experienced severe postpartum depression, I penned this rhyme based on Sylvia Plath’s autobiogrphical novel, The Bell Jar. (I Googled the title and came up with this piece of information.)

“Sylvia Plath was an excellent poet but is known to many for this largely autobiographical novel which was first published in 1963 under the pseudonym Victoria Lucas. The Bell Jar has become a classic of American literature.”  I will add this to the bibliography in the next posting.


To Sylvia’s Bell Jar

Written in the mid-late 1970s by ellensue


When the bell jar descends, I feel my life’s ending.
For without Hope, there’s no way I can cope.

Everyone has a bell jar, which can smother her life’s breath.
Be it her job, mother, spouse or herself; no one is without one.

The trick is to break it—so it can never cause you pain.
For if it closes around you tightly,
You’ll spend your days fighting for air, and slowly losing….
For the pain is in the dying.

I’m always ready for my bell jar to descend, so I keep a constant vigil.
It closed about me once, and dying once is enough—isn’t is?

 











Next to Normal: A Play for May

Sunday, May 16th, 2010

May is National Mental Health Month, a very important one for me, because depression seems to run in our family, so the play Next to Normal hit many chords. My husband and my son and daughter by marriage, as well as the partner of my son-by-marriage (who works at Sony Columbia, so he was able to get great seats) all loved the play. It was about a tough subject, manic-depression, or as it is now called, bi-polar disorder (I prefer the original name since it is more descriptive).  Nevertheless, it’s powerful message and hard-hitting songs got to us!

In this rock musical/serious play, the main character, Diana is played by Tony award winning actress Alice Ripley. For the past 17 years, Diana has been treated for manic-depression, to no avail.  The story line involves only five other characters: her long-suffering husband, her angry daughter, her daughter’s boyfriend, her son and her psychiatrist, aptly names Dr. Fine.

In dialogue and music, we begin to see the pain that all of them suffer from Diana’s illness. In one scene, the voices off stage sing: Zoloft and Paxil and Buspar and Xanax…Depokote, Klonopin, Ambien, Prozac….Ativan calms when I see the bills—These are a few of my favorite pills. (Parody of  the song “These are a Few of my Favorite Things.”)

The play not only shows Diana’s struggle, but also the struggle of family members caught in the cycles of Diana’s illness. It is painful, poignant, and yet, at the end, somewhat reluctantly resolved for the present.  And by the end, almost all of us had tears streaming down our cheeks.

Not only did Alice Ripley receive a Tony; the play won the Pulitzer. The music is not your everyday rock, but even without the play, I like the score and downloaded it into my iTunes. I took the CDs to school last week when I substituted and two students had seen the play and also loved it, so it appeals to a wide range of ages.

I was so moved by the play that I sent the star, Alice Ripley, a poem I wrote the next day. I never heard from her, but I also never received the letter back, so I hope she received it….and I hope you get to see this prize-winning play, because it puts mental illness in a place that more of us can understand it, which is part of the battle of making mental illness clearer to those who live with someone plagued by it.

P.S. I  plan to review a more uplifting play for women called Respect on www.menupause.info. When you reach the site, click on Reviews and it should be there by tomorrow (May 17th).

Note: To purchase a copy of this excellent CD, just click on the image below and it will take you right to the Amazon.com online store.

P.S. to Mother’s Day

Thursday, May 13th, 2010

A couple of weeks ago on my website, www.menupause.info, I profiled lawyer turned librarian Roz Warren and her wonderful female humor anthologies. One of them is simply called Mothers, and is filled with delightful cartoons, jokes, and comic strips. I chose one below as an example because my Mother’s Day posting honored single moms. Here is the cover and a sample cartoon.


Sample Cartoon  by Martha Campbell, whose work can be found on the Internet by Googling her name.


While editor Roz Warren’s book are no longer in print, they are available used and directly from Roz at: www.rosalindwarren.com.

Honoring Single Moms for Mother’s Day 2010

Friday, May 7th, 2010

Photo from a website called www.zoeinstitute.com

Raising a child as a single parent is probably the most difficult responsibility I have ever had. When my first husband and I separated in 1990, my older two children were not living with us, but I still had a daughter age 11 to raise. (I had my third child at 41.) As I made the transition to single parenting, I did not even realize the enormity of my responsibility. So in the last few weeks, I decided to do a small survey of my single friends who raised children alone for several years. I asked them and myself, “What was the most difficult part of raising a child alone?”

Here were some of answers:

“My husband was the cook in the family, so when I became a single mom, I felt badly that I couldn’t provide better meals for him.”

“I dreaded every night’s homework, because I wasn’t  really able to help my kids with it.”

“Not having enough money.” (I read that women take a 30% cut in income when divorced.)

“Making all the decisions without the input of another adult.”

“An empty bed every night.”

“Not being able to work part-time, so I could spend more time with my son.” (But I can’t for financial reasons.)

“Being the ‘on call’ parent 24 hours a day/7 days a week/365 days a year.”

“Having little time for oneself.”

“Having to be ‘nice’ about the ex to the kids.”

“Financing everything a traditional family has on one salary plus mediocre (or nonexistent) child support.”

“Teaching boys about sex, when you’re a girl!”

“Not having enough money and thus needing to work two jobs took me away from my responsibilities at home and to my children. This, negatively impacted our relationship during those crucial teen years.”

As you can see, money is a BIG issue, because several women had that on their list.  I would like to hear from you, the readers. Please send in your comments about what was/is the most difficult part about being a single mom. You can comment on the site or send your responses to me at menupasue2006@yahoo.com. Many thanks!


If you live near family, then there is some relief from childcare and planning birthday parties or vacations. I was fortunate that I moved in with my friend Rhoda and her teenage son for the first two plus years. That really helped, because as I explained in an earlier posting, we could cry on each other’s shoulders at difficult times in our divorce and also have the companionship of someone else going through a similar experience.

When I asked my friend Gail to send me her thoughts, she actually sent me an essay her youngest son wrote for his advanced placement application (for high school.) These are excerpts and is one good piece of evidence that, as single moms, we are probably doing better than we even thought.

 

 

 

The Wonder Woman

by Ryan K. (at age 14)

“…Overall, she (his mom)  is definitely the person that has influenced my life the most.  …she keeps me out of trouble, she shows me how to use respect and manners, and she teaches me how to be successful and happy, which are true life long lessons….

My father left me at one year old and she has been there with me the whole time since. She says do not ever do that to any woman. She tells me to get a scholarship, to have a successful job that is fun for me, and to find a sweet woman to love and to hold onto her forever……I believe that she has taught me so many things, there is no doubt in my mind that I will be very successful.

…my mom has been the person who has influenced me the most….These are true life long lessons and I believe that without her, I wouldn’t have had a clue about how my future should turn out.”

How’s that for acknowledgment?   Happy Single Moms’ Day! If no on else buys you flowers, buy a bouquet for yourself!

P.S. A couple of days ago I posted a photo of a car with the license plate, WAS HIS. My friend and classmate Paula, who reads all my postings, wrote: “I think the front should say, Now Hers.” Great comeback!!!

Prelude to Mother’s Day

Monday, May 3rd, 2010

I am working on a piece for Mother’s Day, honoring single moms. In the meantime, I came across a picture of a license plate that I had to post. Couldn’t resist!


This license plate reminds me of a license plate that my daughter-in-law saw in LA.  It said:

EXS LEXS

Hope you have a good day and a good laugh!