My journey with my health
CHILDHOOD There has been a lot that lead me to this moment. I do not remember what came first, my parents first major fight or the start of my health issue. However, that was the moment when my mother started to care more about my mental health than my physical health. That made sense for her, considering her battle with depression for many years. I was a child hurting. I felt left out by my pain all throughout my teenage years. The many memories of me cancelling on people or being completely rude out of tiredness still hurts me inside. My friends, my family, and myself all thought I was faking my pain. It was all in my head, otherwise it would not go away. It was all considered normal because someone in the family had that symptoms, but did anyone else have all of my symptoms? I was never a popular kid. I was an outcast with my two friends for most of what I can remember. Furthermore, I hated the idea of change, so I was glad to be an outcast. However, I hated to be chosen ...
