My life story21:47 Nov 28 2015
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Okay, so hopefully, this will give some insight as to why I act the way I do. I am opening up, which I have not done for a long time. Some of the things I will describe might be disturbing for some, but these really happened.
I was born on May 17th, 1997. I was born not breathing for about three minutes. My parents were worried for a while, but I ended up alright.
When was just learning how to walk, I learned the concept of 'An eye for an eye.' My brother loved to piss me off as babies. So I often got him back.
At about five years old, I was diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome, a mild form of autism. I had a lot of trouble in school, and my only solace was music and art, as bad as I was at it.
until I was eight years old, we were harassed by a family of drug addicts and the parents who cheated on their spouse. We finally had to move because they were getting bad enough to try and cause harm to us. As a child in my new school, I was called "Witch" for my curly hair, which was very unkempt at the time.
A year after we moved to our house, we all began suffering flu-like symptoms. But one morning, our lives changed forever.
At two in the morning, my parents woke, my mom unable to move, and both my folks had migraines. My dad came down to where us kids were, and he woke us up, getting us upstairs where he turned on the vents to let fresh air in, but it was the middle of January, so it was freezing. Later that morning we drove to the hospital. I remember many needles and blood draws, until finally it was confirmed we had carbon monoxide poisoning. We stayed until half past eleven at night then went somewhere where there was no CO fumes.
We all went through a personality change. Most of us got darker personalities, especially me and my father. It triggered depression in most of my family, anxiety in some of us, and psychosis in me. I began hearing and seeing things no one else could. Some things were interesting, some funny, but most downright terrifying. To make it worse, a girl who was supposed to be my best friend was sexually abusing me, and I felt so disgusting for not doing anything or telling anyone to stop her. In middle school, the depression in me finally got to be too much and I tried to kill myself, but failed. After that, I was in and out of psychiatric wards.
I went to the State Hospital at age fourteen, then managed to stay out of the hospitals for a few years. At age fourteen, I was lured into a car by someone I thought was a friend and nearly raped. He was 20 at the time. I told someone and the case was dismissed. I went back to the hospital after my voices got to be too much, and after many debates, I was finally diagnosed schizoaffective disorder.
I am eighteen now and currently still struggling with the disorders I have, I can even name them.
I have:
Schizoaffective disorder
PTSD
Anxiety
Depression
Asperger's Syndrome
OCD
maybe even a mild eating disorder.
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