Mr. Sparta
Scale Face
Introversion, and being kinda blunt.
What is your Diagnosis?
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Ahzek M'kar
Anal Centipede
How are those even a diagnosable thing?
Nashida
She do a blep
I have IBS and gallbladder problems. I had GERD for a time but it was treated. The IBS flares up whenever I get stressed and the gallbladder bit is an unfortunate side effect of my birth control. I'll probably have to have it out soon, but they've never done a HIIDA scan on it.
BigwiggingAround
Member
I was diagnosed with Aspergers when I was 8. The sessions also got me a provisional diagnosis for dysgraphia and anxiety (both of which I can testify are definitely there), as well as a suggestion of mathematics disorder. I did a year of therapy for Aspergers and I do some tutoring for to get around the learning disorders.
Alexxx-Returns
The Sergal that Didn't Vore
Each to their own, but this isn't necessarily true. It's entirely possible to be happy, if you choose to indulge in the things that make you happy. Got a hobby? Do that. Love your family? Spend time with them. Having a mental illness doesn't necessarily stop one from experiencing/enjoying these sorts of things.
funky3000
Galactic Overlord
Because there's no fun in dying.
Inignem
Pro-death amateur drawer
I hate all my family, my hobby is browsing Fur affinity with one hand, that is good while it lasts, also I am trying to draw but I am terrible at it, very, very terrible.
Inignem
Pro-death amateur drawer
IBS is worse. Now Iunderstand why you think life is wonderful and people who dont think life is wonderful should get therapy :/
ExpositoryExplosion
New Member
Can I please quote this in my sig
Distorted
Active Member
I was originally diagnosed with Psychos N.O.S. (Not Otherwise Specified) and a couple of months later diagnosed with Paranoid Schizophrenia accompanied with Formal Thought Disorder.
I didn't believe the doctors at first, mostly because I was a Psychology Major in College who couldn't tell that that he was really sick at the time. I wrote it off as just simple anxiety at the time and read many books on the topic of Psychosis. But I couldn't tell that I was really sick, even when I was talking to and bouncing ideas off of trees and walls. I would ask a million questions, and felt as if my thoughts were compromised by outside forces. I never hallucinated much, and most of my problems had to do with thought. My sentences would be too abstract or confusing, and I would stop mid-sentence and forget what I talked about. I thought that my mother was trying to kill me, and that I had killed myself in a past life and stole someone else's body to fulfill some sort of prophecy I was chosen for. I thought I was evil because my mother said I was possessed. Just countless things that never made any kind of sense.
But it gave me such a profound perspective on the world around me. I would go out in the rain to see dancers in the water drops on the concrete. I would stand and look down with no umbrella just staring at the silhouettes made by the rain. My senses were magnified to a point where everything felt like it had a voice. People felt painful to be around because their aura, or air, or...something was just too much to bear. It was like my skull popped open and contained the whole world. That was the only good thing that came from my illness really. Before I became sick I was a very close minded and rigid person.
It was pretty acute for about 2 years, but no one really knew because I would avoid people most of the time. I should be on medication really, but It makes everything so bland. I do a lot better these days though. It makes me think they messed up in my evaluation, but I still have rough spots here and there. I just learned how to work around my symptoms whenever they surface. It helps that I don't really leave my room much.
Edit: I'm really sorry about writing so much. I never get to speak about my diagnosis except to my therapist, so it kinda pours out sometimes. He told me that I could fill a book with all the things I've experienced.
I didn't believe the doctors at first, mostly because I was a Psychology Major in College who couldn't tell that that he was really sick at the time. I wrote it off as just simple anxiety at the time and read many books on the topic of Psychosis. But I couldn't tell that I was really sick, even when I was talking to and bouncing ideas off of trees and walls. I would ask a million questions, and felt as if my thoughts were compromised by outside forces. I never hallucinated much, and most of my problems had to do with thought. My sentences would be too abstract or confusing, and I would stop mid-sentence and forget what I talked about. I thought that my mother was trying to kill me, and that I had killed myself in a past life and stole someone else's body to fulfill some sort of prophecy I was chosen for. I thought I was evil because my mother said I was possessed. Just countless things that never made any kind of sense.
But it gave me such a profound perspective on the world around me. I would go out in the rain to see dancers in the water drops on the concrete. I would stand and look down with no umbrella just staring at the silhouettes made by the rain. My senses were magnified to a point where everything felt like it had a voice. People felt painful to be around because their aura, or air, or...something was just too much to bear. It was like my skull popped open and contained the whole world. That was the only good thing that came from my illness really. Before I became sick I was a very close minded and rigid person.
It was pretty acute for about 2 years, but no one really knew because I would avoid people most of the time. I should be on medication really, but It makes everything so bland. I do a lot better these days though. It makes me think they messed up in my evaluation, but I still have rough spots here and there. I just learned how to work around my symptoms whenever they surface. It helps that I don't really leave my room much.
Edit: I'm really sorry about writing so much. I never get to speak about my diagnosis except to my therapist, so it kinda pours out sometimes. He told me that I could fill a book with all the things I've experienced.
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Tica
Lady Sloth
Celiac disease and IBS can coexist. I have diarrhea pretty much every day still even though I follow the diet and have no more antibodies.
I've struggled with depression my whole life. Never wanted to die, but I've done my fair share of self-harm. Therapy is a necessity for people like me. Medication too, to a certain degree. I speak from experience.
Inignem
Pro-death amateur drawer
I dare you to have ibs with visceral hyperalgesia associated to a general rduced pain umbrals. Life for me is nothing but pain literally.
sniperfreak223
More Metal Than You !!!
Mentally:
Bipolar Disorder
Severe Depression
Narcolepsy
Non-Mental:
Alcoholic Hepatitis
Crohn's Disease
Bipolar Disorder
Severe Depression
Narcolepsy
Non-Mental:
Alcoholic Hepatitis
Crohn's Disease
sniperfreak223
More Metal Than You !!!
Oh, physical(?) conditions are included? I was taking omeprazole for chronic indigestion back in summer but I never renewed the prescription, so many years of digestion issues and it's taken its toll on my gullet
Oh, good ol' GERD.
Tica
Lady Sloth
Life is not a pain contest. I have no desire to one-up your pain.
Get therapy and pain medication. srsly.