Jenbrookify
Bronze Member
A year and a half ago I had the worst night of my life.
In my sleep, I broke my upper jaw clean off of my skull, knocked 4 teeth out, and tore through my lip. I consequently went to the hospital where they did nothing and I sat and waited for 9 hours. I won't go into details right now.
I am normally a cheerful, positive person. I laugh a lot. I am strong willed. But since this has happened I've been dealing with bouts of what's at least similar to depression (I'm not a psychiatrist) and fear and panic attacks. Sometimes I try to ignore it and hope it goes away but it just makes me feel insane. When I feel the walls closing in I fight myself to stay normal. A lot of the times I succeed. My mom doesn't know how bad it is, my dad sort of knows, and I'm not sure how to bring it up. No one really knows, though I realized I might have ptsd a while ago. You can't really go out and say something without a diagnosis.
I keep living in this altered reality of fear.
It's been a year and a half and I'm still not ok. It's a stressful place.
So that's me. I'm glad this forum exists. I think it's time to start addressing problems instead of hiding from them.
In my sleep, I broke my upper jaw clean off of my skull, knocked 4 teeth out, and tore through my lip. I consequently went to the hospital where they did nothing and I sat and waited for 9 hours. I won't go into details right now.
I am normally a cheerful, positive person. I laugh a lot. I am strong willed. But since this has happened I've been dealing with bouts of what's at least similar to depression (I'm not a psychiatrist) and fear and panic attacks. Sometimes I try to ignore it and hope it goes away but it just makes me feel insane. When I feel the walls closing in I fight myself to stay normal. A lot of the times I succeed. My mom doesn't know how bad it is, my dad sort of knows, and I'm not sure how to bring it up. No one really knows, though I realized I might have ptsd a while ago. You can't really go out and say something without a diagnosis.
I keep living in this altered reality of fear.
It's been a year and a half and I'm still not ok. It's a stressful place.
So that's me. I'm glad this forum exists. I think it's time to start addressing problems instead of hiding from them.
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