Emotional Retard
Bronze Member
Hello,
I'm going through a really hard time right now, and I figured I could use some support, if anyone is willing. It seems like everyone here is in pretty much the same boat, so that already makes me feel a little less alone.
I'm a sophomore in college. I currently have no future goals or plans, and I really need to decide on a major soon, which is putting a lot of stress and pressure on me. I still live at home, and I have a little kitten. I work part-time while I go to school full-time, and I volunteer as much as I can. I've been through some unpleasant situations in my life:
Anna
I'm going through a really hard time right now, and I figured I could use some support, if anyone is willing. It seems like everyone here is in pretty much the same boat, so that already makes me feel a little less alone.
I'm a sophomore in college. I currently have no future goals or plans, and I really need to decide on a major soon, which is putting a lot of stress and pressure on me. I still live at home, and I have a little kitten. I work part-time while I go to school full-time, and I volunteer as much as I can. I've been through some unpleasant situations in my life:
- My parents are abusive and neglectful. My mother is cruel and twisted and fits with the diagnosis of a narcissistic personality disorder, while my alcoholic father openly admits that he emotionally abandoned me as a toddler - just me and not any of my five other siblings. My parents have never separated, and I live with them and my two younger siblings.
- I had several spinal surgeries as a young child. I had to wear body braces and use a wheel chair. When I had my first surgery at three years old the doctor required that I lay flat twenty-four hours a day for six months. I had to learn to walk again and struggled with recovery. When I was eight and had my last surgery, the doctor overdosed me on morphine, which caused me to hallucinate. I still have nightmares about that today - twelve years later.
- My mom was advised to send me to a preschool before kindergarten to help me acclimate. This was shortly after my second surgery. The bathroom was in the classroom, and there was no lock. This terrified me for some reason, and I hated using that bathroom. I had almost daily "accidents" because of this. No one did anything to help me. At one point the teacher told us four year olds about how her brother had gotten severely injured and had both legs amputated. She showed us pictures, which I can still remember vividly.
- I was bullied in elementary school for pretty much anything I did. When I had to wear a back brace in the second grade the kids would push me back and forth between them because they knew I was helpless to stop them and terrified of getting hurt. The school principle and nurse also bullied me. The secretary was friends with my mom and called her about it. I don't really remember what happened after that.
Anna