I’m nineteen, live in Texas, and am 1/2 british by birth, 1/2 black.

I moved here from the Northeast a year and a half ago for my dad’s job. For years in the northeast I was depressed. I felt like shit all the time. I was spiteful and hateful towards people especially mom. My mom always ignored me whenever I cried. Once she tried to slap me and choke me when no one was home after I asked her to give me a ride to sports practice and she said no, but I REALLY had to go because I was on Varsity. I felt terrible about it. Plus people at school were ignoring me. Not paying attention. I felt like a blank blob of a person, like people just saw a black blob and nothing else. In sports my coach wasn’t playing me. Instead of me, a dedicated 6-year player, he played someone who had only been playing for 1 season and 1 summer. Then I went to my friends house. I stayed there for 2 months and I only saw my mom in family therapy, which was once a week. but one day I had a complete meltdown. And it was like no one was listening, everyone was silent as I melted down..I didn’t eat for 5 days straight. On the fifth day something weird happened. I got crazy dreams, and when I woke up I couldn’t sleep again.* I didn’t sleep for 3 days straight and my mom kept me home from school. I had hallucinations. It’s happened before when I was little. My mind goes blank, and I don’t eat or sleep for days. I had this hallucination where people were talking to me and I kept seeing a hooded black figure – sometimes behind and sometimes in front of me- which caused me to run after him when my mom was at the supermarket and chase him into a dark street and across a major highway, where the cops found me and took me to the hospital.

When we moved here it was like nothing changed. Dad called me a "criminal" and a "liar*". Mom ignored me. They pay my hospital bills and medical fees and Im on 3 anti psychotic meds. The meds are working but the doctor prescribed the hthird med last week, leading me to question if a 3rd is necessary.. He said yes, theyll work. They aren’t working, though. I feel some aches here and there – the back of my head rings with tinnitus, I can’t sleep, and I feel scared to tell someone. I would call my doctor but he’ll take me to the hospital. The hospitals lock you up for DAYS if they suspect you are not performing to the best of your abilities. I mean, they won’t let you go if you are not in your right mind unless you fool the nurses. I don’t have time for that because college resumes on Monday. Every time I try to tell someone what’s going on I freeze up it’s as if I can’t comprehend what theyre saying, only what they mean.I can’t trust people because they don’t seem to respond. When people fo not respond to you would be bad idea.HsaaI don’t think I’m a normal person – I don’t like music or movies or blogging. (welll duh im not normal.)I get crushes on people which turn out bad. I like anime and manga, websites, and drawing – all things which my mom calls "crap". I’m exhausted enough ATM to go to sleep on the keyboard.

I’m ommitting a lot of background*

You have no idea what it means to me. BA gets ten points.

Filed under: Tinnitus Treatment

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