I find it funny that my mom wanted me to get on depression and anxiety meds at the beginning of the year when I was the happiest I had ever been my entire life, but gets pissed when I say (and the school social worker says) I need a therapist, (she tells me she hasn’t gotten me one yet, because I say I want one then never bring it up again [anxiety mom!]), and suggest getting me tested and medicated for an anxiety disorder, because I’ve had 7 anxiety attack this past two weeks. She suggested depression meds at a time I was the happiest I have ever been, but when I tried to tell her that I cut myself in seventh grade to get help, she threatened to send me to an asylum if it was true. How fucking stupid is that??? I’m in a pretty good point in my life right now, I’m close to having straight As if I didn’t have a B, I tried out and got into an audition choir, I applied for FMPs for next year, (Freshman Mentor Program), I’m thinking of getting private diving lessons, I’m saving up for a Chevy Colorado pick up, going to be in drivers ED soon, etc. So I want to work on my mental health now to help myself, and nope, can’t do that. She says she’s nothing like her mom, (her mom pretends everything is perfect and nothing is wrong), but she is in the aspect that nobody, but my little brother (he’s a special needs kid with I don’t know how many issues, that’s had 32 surgeries in his 12 years of life) has health issues. It’s not fair to me, because I want help now, because I’m tired of feeling like shit all the time.
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