I’m trying to get my diagnosis. Due to my parents not accepting me receiving mental healthcare, I had to do everything in secret.
It made my life so much easier when I finally got Prozac. I could finally sleep. Little to no obsessions or intrusive thoughts. I also stopped having pica.
But I can’t get a diagnosis in most places without involving my parents. Until I found someone who could give me one.
Thing is, if I miss tomorrow’s appointment, I can no longer have another chance at it. The health system is clogged and all.
I had everything planned out. Told them I was going out and all. But now, I can’t, because our basement got flooded and I have to stay in order to help them.
I know this is what I get for wanting the best of two worlds: my parents’ support and getting behind their backs. But I just didn’t want to keep suffering anymore. I just want it all to stop.
I don’t know what kind of excuse I can make. They really like to say that some things have to be done now, even though that isn’t the case. It has ruined several of my actual outings to the point that my friends no longer trust me to respect my word on when I’ll show up. They don’t want me out? I don’t get to go out. And that’s usually the end of it. Or we argue, and the result is still the same.
Maybe you can say you promised a friend you would help them with something important and it will only take an hour or two.