Really help, Rather long explination…?
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Medical History:I was hospitalized after an attempted Scuicide in November. I was diagnosed December 1st, 2005 with Severe Clinical Depression. I have also been diagnosed with minimal cases of Attention Deficit Disorder, and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
Sorry, I just thought I should state that. About two months ago, they once again, added to my medication, and everything was going well, until the last few days. They put me on the new medication, because of my weight. I gained an exponential amount of weight from my original medication. I hated how I looked, and hated my apperence, making me depressed. Vicious circle. My depression has went to tolerable, to untolerable. I have always felt inadiquite at everything, and a burden. I was never close to my mother, and when my father died(part of depression cause) she ignored me outright. I gave up trying in school, and I pass the classes, if only barely. I honestly passed most of my classes with a 66, or slightly higher. The highest waa seventy six. My mother has been getting increasingly.. I can't find a word to put it. Everything I do is never enough. She went from quitting her job, going to school full time, to starting a job, and my life is now housework.I do not get to see my friends, nor do much of anything. My life is me, and my dog... Who has extreme separation anxiety, and destroys things when I'm not home. He's a husky, its a trait he has. I am only sixteen, and yet I have a list of things I must do for the summer.
I have to vacuum, mop, mow the lawns, cook the dinners, make the grocery list, vacuum the pool, both of our laundry, fix the hot tub, clean out the gutters, Clean the grill, Look for a job within walking distance that higher sixteen year olds so I don't put anyone out, dust, fix the wiring, Scrub the bathroom, power wash the siding, paint the doors, fix the screens, clean out the attic and basement, look for a driving instructor after getting a job, Look for dog trainer, also after gettting a job, and wash the boat.
The boat was the one thing my father left solely to me, and as such, when it needed new wiring, my mother refused to pay for it.
I've gotten to the point I can't even deal with my panic attacks, they wipe me out to much. My mother acts like I'm the worst person in the world... I don't drink, drugs.. nothing.
I need to find some way to deal with this, or I think I'll go back into my old ways of cutting, and worse. Help?
Tags: apperence, attention deficit disorder, clinical depression, depression cause, discount medical, dog trainer, driving instructor, getting a job, grocery list, gutters, hot tub, housework, lawns, medical history, obsessive compulsive disorder, scuicide, separation anxiety, seventy six, siding, vicious circle
April 25th, 2011 at 6:40 pm
Go back to the doctor, and I think your mother has a problem too.
April 25th, 2011 at 6:40 pm
well Ivy, what is cutting gon solve..nothing! only makes it worse..you are not the problem, your mom is! you should try and talk with your mother about all this housework she is putting on you, that is not fair at all..all that work should be split up and you should be able to go out with your friends and have fun sometimes, you are not in prison, but it sure seems that way.. there should be somebody that you can talk with concerning her behavior towards you..NO really you sound as though you are a good kid, it’s your mom taking out, seems to me a lot of anger that she has built up on the inside of her and she is taking it out on the closest person, You. Talk with your Dr. about it and maybe he or she could kind of mention something to your mom without getting you in trouble..getting out the house to work may be what you need..Peace…
April 25th, 2011 at 6:40 pm
Lets see- I was born with rheumatic fever and on antibotics for 3 years.My Dad was in the service and my Mother didn’t want myself or my brother so my Grandmother said she would raise us. Doctors had told her it’d be a mircle if I mad it to 21 so when I turned 21 I tried to OD and a good friend made me stick my fingers down my throat to make me throw up,which I did as the walls were melting.. Recovered from that and finally landed a good job worked there for 18 yrs. Do you have any relatives you could go and live with?? My e-mail is stahlcyndi@yahoo.com