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So... Today I've heard some very hurtful words from my parents, just to top how absolutely shit I've been feeling till then :(
Basically, because I cut last night, at 5 AM, after a whole night of absolute chaos, panic attacks that made me toss, turn and have painful contractions all over the body, like, all of my tendons and muscles hurt from the night :( and flashbacks, as a result of a sudden lack of dissociation that's been happening for a few days because I accidentally missed a few doses of Zoloft and some other recent stuff. I woke up somewhat late the next day, at around 11 AM. They were very mad at me for that, and a good bit of the days was spent with them yelling at me, for it all to cumulate to them cornering me in my room and ranting off about how miniscule my problems are and how much bigger their problems are and everyone's problem around us.
Simply said, they are angry at me because I cut myself in a visible place (my forearm), and they just see it as attention seeking or whatever, though they will not admit.
After they gave me shit about the cuts being in a visible place, I got a long talk about how many problems everyone in the neighbourhood has, and yet, how well they manage to have them not be entirely visible and so on. Basically, sending a message of "look how well all the other people hide their problems".
After that they started telling me how what I'm going through is nothing compared to problems they have and so on.
I feel shit generally. And they are, it seems, still in denial of me having mental problems, although I am on prescribed medications and go to theraphy and so on. But no, it's all in my head/I just want attention/I'm just making it up...
F*ck this shit
Basically, because I cut last night, at 5 AM, after a whole night of absolute chaos, panic attacks that made me toss, turn and have painful contractions all over the body, like, all of my tendons and muscles hurt from the night :( and flashbacks, as a result of a sudden lack of dissociation that's been happening for a few days because I accidentally missed a few doses of Zoloft and some other recent stuff. I woke up somewhat late the next day, at around 11 AM. They were very mad at me for that, and a good bit of the days was spent with them yelling at me, for it all to cumulate to them cornering me in my room and ranting off about how miniscule my problems are and how much bigger their problems are and everyone's problem around us.
Simply said, they are angry at me because I cut myself in a visible place (my forearm), and they just see it as attention seeking or whatever, though they will not admit.
After they gave me shit about the cuts being in a visible place, I got a long talk about how many problems everyone in the neighbourhood has, and yet, how well they manage to have them not be entirely visible and so on. Basically, sending a message of "look how well all the other people hide their problems".
After that they started telling me how what I'm going through is nothing compared to problems they have and so on.
I feel shit generally. And they are, it seems, still in denial of me having mental problems, although I am on prescribed medications and go to theraphy and so on. But no, it's all in my head/I just want attention/I'm just making it up...
F*ck this shit