thedarkestrose
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Hello,
I'm not entirely sure how to start these, but I would like some help diagnosing (unofficially) what I have, so that when I go to my GP, I can explain what I have a bit better. (My GP is a bit bad at their job. I went there for depression once and all they did was bung me pills and send me on my way. Didn't even ask for my symptoms...)
I'll try to explain this as best as I can, but I am not good at saying what I feel. I'm a bit ashamed of it all...
When I was growing up, my Dad would have a foul temper, and once when I was in year 8 in high school, I think, he punched a hole in the bathroom door which had to stay there for about a year until it could be fixed. I hated having friends over, and now they don't even want to come round (I always go round theirs). He never physically hurt me, or any of my other family, but he would constantly rip into me and mum. After he would be ll lovey dovey and make up, but we are all constantly walking on egg shells. At one time, when I didn't answer my phone to him in class, he waited until I got home where he smashed my phone in with a sledgehammer. We had all our holiday photos on that phone. :/
It still goes on, and a few days ago we had a massive row because my little brother is turning into Dad, except for he hits me when he doesn't get his own way. He's 14, and Dad excuses his behaviour saying that it's because of puberty and it can't be helped.
In school I was bullied mercilessly since Nursery, and I can't remember much about 2008, other than what I have from a few diaries which detail suicide attempts and self harm (which I haven't fully recovered from). I also have the memory of mum finding out about my cutting and arguing with me, yelling "well why don't you just go cut yourself then?"
So that is my background. Now onto the symptoms.
I can't remember when it started, but in Primary School I was called a bit of a day dreamer, because I could never concentrate fully and I was always staring into space. I can't remember that far back, but I do remember one instance where I was on my own reading by the wall, as usual, and two girls from my year crept up to me and slammed my head into the wall. That was the first instance I have of receding into my head.
The best way I can explain the experiences is:
My mood also switches drastically. Sometimes I am a little girl basically trapped in a teenager’s body. I can control my actions in this mode, but I just can't be an adult. A five year old with a teenager’s knowledge. Everything amuses me and I will question everything, no matter how trivial. I will play with toys and will enjoy life. It is the best feeling in the world. I also get incredibly confused in this mode, and I have to rely on my friend to make decisions for me (he had to fill in my Uni application form for me because I couldn't concentrate on it for long enough). Whenever we cross the road I hold onto his coat because I am not safe on my own, cos my judgement is not that good.
I also have another side of me, which is the better side for society. I can be so incredibly overconfident and can lead discussions and flirt outrageously and be funny and do stupid things like hop on a train to nowhere for a day. It is like the perfect version of me. The one that I get switched to when I am forced into people's attention.
And then there is me. I don't exactly know what me is, but I guess it's that middle person, if I look at it on a scale. But it's me that gets all the flashbacks and disappearing acts when I am left on my own. Fun.
I can't exactly tell when my personality has shifted until partway through the act, when I think;
To Other: "Hey, my shoulders don't ache any more!"
To Sexy: "Oh I look good!"
To Child: "Oh my god! Look at that cloud, dog, shadow ect."
Some of the symptoms I have are also apparent in Aspergers Syndrome, and I am going to go and get diagnosed next year, but if I am seeing a Psych, then I might as well bring up my other concerns because something isn't too right here, and I would like it sorted...
Sorry for it being so long, but I would like some opinions on this, and it seemed necessary to include everything...
I'm not entirely sure how to start these, but I would like some help diagnosing (unofficially) what I have, so that when I go to my GP, I can explain what I have a bit better. (My GP is a bit bad at their job. I went there for depression once and all they did was bung me pills and send me on my way. Didn't even ask for my symptoms...)
I'll try to explain this as best as I can, but I am not good at saying what I feel. I'm a bit ashamed of it all...
When I was growing up, my Dad would have a foul temper, and once when I was in year 8 in high school, I think, he punched a hole in the bathroom door which had to stay there for about a year until it could be fixed. I hated having friends over, and now they don't even want to come round (I always go round theirs). He never physically hurt me, or any of my other family, but he would constantly rip into me and mum. After he would be ll lovey dovey and make up, but we are all constantly walking on egg shells. At one time, when I didn't answer my phone to him in class, he waited until I got home where he smashed my phone in with a sledgehammer. We had all our holiday photos on that phone. :/
It still goes on, and a few days ago we had a massive row because my little brother is turning into Dad, except for he hits me when he doesn't get his own way. He's 14, and Dad excuses his behaviour saying that it's because of puberty and it can't be helped.
In school I was bullied mercilessly since Nursery, and I can't remember much about 2008, other than what I have from a few diaries which detail suicide attempts and self harm (which I haven't fully recovered from). I also have the memory of mum finding out about my cutting and arguing with me, yelling "well why don't you just go cut yourself then?"
So that is my background. Now onto the symptoms.
I can't remember when it started, but in Primary School I was called a bit of a day dreamer, because I could never concentrate fully and I was always staring into space. I can't remember that far back, but I do remember one instance where I was on my own reading by the wall, as usual, and two girls from my year crept up to me and slammed my head into the wall. That was the first instance I have of receding into my head.
The best way I can explain the experiences is:
- Like, I could be sitting in my room at 8pm, and all of a sudden its 10pm. I don’t close my eyes or anything like that. I just kinda recede back into my head and lose track of time. This also happens when I am in a car or train or something.
- Or I could be up and about and completely active, but it’s like I am not even me. Not like an out of body experience or anything, like I can’t actually see myself. It’s more like I am just trapped in my head, looking out. I can’t talk but I can move around and do stuff, but not necessarily of my own volition. I can’t feel my hands moving, but they do. It’s like a part of my brain has shut down or something. I can’t feel it. Everything is so robotic in this mode...
- And the third one is probably the worst, and I don’t get it often, but it is like a combination of the above two, but with flashbacks and all the evil thoughts I keep locked away. I have been able to keep movement the past few times, but that was through talking to the three friends who know about this and just not giving myself the chance to zone out to the extent I once did. This is the type of one where, when I wake back up I have scars and marks, and it takes a while for it all to come back to me.
My mood also switches drastically. Sometimes I am a little girl basically trapped in a teenager’s body. I can control my actions in this mode, but I just can't be an adult. A five year old with a teenager’s knowledge. Everything amuses me and I will question everything, no matter how trivial. I will play with toys and will enjoy life. It is the best feeling in the world. I also get incredibly confused in this mode, and I have to rely on my friend to make decisions for me (he had to fill in my Uni application form for me because I couldn't concentrate on it for long enough). Whenever we cross the road I hold onto his coat because I am not safe on my own, cos my judgement is not that good.
I also have another side of me, which is the better side for society. I can be so incredibly overconfident and can lead discussions and flirt outrageously and be funny and do stupid things like hop on a train to nowhere for a day. It is like the perfect version of me. The one that I get switched to when I am forced into people's attention.
And then there is me. I don't exactly know what me is, but I guess it's that middle person, if I look at it on a scale. But it's me that gets all the flashbacks and disappearing acts when I am left on my own. Fun.
I can't exactly tell when my personality has shifted until partway through the act, when I think;
To Other: "Hey, my shoulders don't ache any more!"
To Sexy: "Oh I look good!"
To Child: "Oh my god! Look at that cloud, dog, shadow ect."
Some of the symptoms I have are also apparent in Aspergers Syndrome, and I am going to go and get diagnosed next year, but if I am seeing a Psych, then I might as well bring up my other concerns because something isn't too right here, and I would like it sorted...
Sorry for it being so long, but I would like some opinions on this, and it seemed necessary to include everything...