I have been clinically depressed since grade school. I guess it came about around the time my baby brother was diagnosed with Acute Lymphatic Leukemia, and was hospitalized for treatment. Another factor was that I was always picked on, and made fun of for one thing or another. I had very few friends at that time, and any that were my friends, decided they didn't want to hang around me anymore. Apparently I was too weird for them.
I could manage it okay, and when I started going to middle school, I actually made a friend who was pretty good. She and I still keep in touch on FB. Anyways, it started really going downhill when this sad and pathetic girl began torturing my friend and I, probably to cover up her insecurities. I used to get so angry and worked up when I thought of what she did to me, but now all I feel is pity for her and any kids she may have now.
It was around my freshmen year of high school that I began to take prescription medication for it. Now I am managing it somewhat, and have since been diagnosed with Bi-Polar disorder, or something like that.
After a long struggle with feelings of desperation to find love, I decided to take matters into my own hands and use a dating site. I found a nice guy who gave me what I needed at that time and vise versa, and now we are just friends.
Now that I am single again, I don't feel that pressing need to find companionship and closeness, and feel that I can put finding a husband on the back burner and focus on more pressing needs, like gaining independence from my parents. I seriously hope to be a vet tech one day.
In the big scheme of things, I don't really care if I have one disorder or another, because its not the disease that defines me, its what I do and who I am as a person that does.
“The day the power of love overrules the love of power, the world will know peace.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
Last edited by TheCrabbyTabby; 09-07-2012 at 11:50 PM.