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It's kind of a disappointment when you realize that therapy can't help you and that the only way out right now are meds.
It's like how the hell did I end up in this situation, why did this have to happen, this isn't how I pictured myself going through life.. feeling like this. Sure, my life may not be the worst right now compared to some people I know (although it's the worst it's been for me in a way so far, I keep marching forward).
This isn't what caused PTSD, although when I turned 16 I ended up developing severe OCD (and social anxiety) which got so bad that I lost all of my friends in high school and really didn't have a life. Because of that I fell into a huge depression for the following 3 years. I could barely make any moves without having to repeat countless different sentences in my head ''just right'', walk back and forth and touch things hundreds of times ''just right'', etc. I honestly could not touch anything, walk, talk, breath, drive, etc. without OCD being involved, it was brutal and it sucked. Want to drive to the grocery store to get milk? Well that'll only take like 2 hours after the OCD's satisfied with a healthy dose of anxiety, panic attacks, anger and frustration.
After I turned 20, I was finally able to have professional help for my mental health issues at a mental hospital. By that point my depression was over, although my OCD was at an all time high. I had to drop out of college and couldn't do anything because of my anxiety disorder, aka the OCD, allowed me to do freag all without feeling like I was going to die or go crazy.
After 2 years of ERP therapy, hundreds of panic attacks and all that fun stuff, I was finally able to some how get rid of my debilitating OCD and have somewhat of a life again, until some other stuff happened and here I am, dealing with a different illness.
It's like always one thing after the other, can't I just have one day again where I can actually feel ''normal'' and at peace? I just needed to vent, it's been a rough day for me.
It's like how the hell did I end up in this situation, why did this have to happen, this isn't how I pictured myself going through life.. feeling like this. Sure, my life may not be the worst right now compared to some people I know (although it's the worst it's been for me in a way so far, I keep marching forward).
This isn't what caused PTSD, although when I turned 16 I ended up developing severe OCD (and social anxiety) which got so bad that I lost all of my friends in high school and really didn't have a life. Because of that I fell into a huge depression for the following 3 years. I could barely make any moves without having to repeat countless different sentences in my head ''just right'', walk back and forth and touch things hundreds of times ''just right'', etc. I honestly could not touch anything, walk, talk, breath, drive, etc. without OCD being involved, it was brutal and it sucked. Want to drive to the grocery store to get milk? Well that'll only take like 2 hours after the OCD's satisfied with a healthy dose of anxiety, panic attacks, anger and frustration.
After I turned 20, I was finally able to have professional help for my mental health issues at a mental hospital. By that point my depression was over, although my OCD was at an all time high. I had to drop out of college and couldn't do anything because of my anxiety disorder, aka the OCD, allowed me to do freag all without feeling like I was going to die or go crazy.
After 2 years of ERP therapy, hundreds of panic attacks and all that fun stuff, I was finally able to some how get rid of my debilitating OCD and have somewhat of a life again, until some other stuff happened and here I am, dealing with a different illness.
It's like always one thing after the other, can't I just have one day again where I can actually feel ''normal'' and at peace? I just needed to vent, it's been a rough day for me.