My thoughts and memories are scrambled, but I will try to keep this concise. I don't think I can fully recognize the extent of abuse in my family. My mom and I have a complicated relationship. She wants me to move on from my childhood and leave the past in the past so she can stop "walking on eggshells" around me. She claims I've fried her nervous system with my mental health issues over the years. My dad is emotionally absent. He doesn't understand emotional decisions. Some people suspect he has mild autism. They pay for my whole lifestyle and my expensive university. They check in on my sometimes while I'm at school.
I feel like as I get better I also get worse. I'm in my early 20s now and I can feel real mental illness setting in, different than the anhedonia and lack of self-identity of my childhood. I've lost interest in socializing and anything beyond the feeling of achievement and drugs. I go to a very good school paid for by my parents and landed a great internship and entry-level position for when I graduate in May. But I still feel anxious all the time, and like everything will be taken away from me at any moment. I've become very paranoid. It feels like any laughter I hear is directed at me, and that the people passing me in their cars are watching and talking about me. I go home to my apartment and can't help but sit frozen for hours from the anxiety daily life brings me. I feel like my friends will realize at any moment that I'm actually weird and they won't want to hang out with me anymore. I should note that I've been in therapy and did the work for many years. I tried many anti-depressants and anti-psychotics but with all I get the black box warning symptoms. In my last meeting with one of my therapists I had in my collegetown, she agreed when I asked if she thought my mom was/is verbally abusive.
It's hard to tell if I'm actually being abused or not. I can't really distinguish between neutral and hostile behaviors. My mom tells me my perceptions of the world are wrong and that I'm misinterpreting neutral things as mean. She tells me she knows me better than I know myself. Honestly, my memories have started to slip away and I'm not sure what is real and what I've made up.
I feel like as I get better I also get worse. I'm in my early 20s now and I can feel real mental illness setting in, different than the anhedonia and lack of self-identity of my childhood. I've lost interest in socializing and anything beyond the feeling of achievement and drugs. I go to a very good school paid for by my parents and landed a great internship and entry-level position for when I graduate in May. But I still feel anxious all the time, and like everything will be taken away from me at any moment. I've become very paranoid. It feels like any laughter I hear is directed at me, and that the people passing me in their cars are watching and talking about me. I go home to my apartment and can't help but sit frozen for hours from the anxiety daily life brings me. I feel like my friends will realize at any moment that I'm actually weird and they won't want to hang out with me anymore. I should note that I've been in therapy and did the work for many years. I tried many anti-depressants and anti-psychotics but with all I get the black box warning symptoms. In my last meeting with one of my therapists I had in my collegetown, she agreed when I asked if she thought my mom was/is verbally abusive.
It's hard to tell if I'm actually being abused or not. I can't really distinguish between neutral and hostile behaviors. My mom tells me my perceptions of the world are wrong and that I'm misinterpreting neutral things as mean. She tells me she knows me better than I know myself. Honestly, my memories have started to slip away and I'm not sure what is real and what I've made up.