i want to rant. i need to rant. will you please tell me to stop wallowing?
I'm not using the backspace key. (Except for typos)
I've had a headache for what feels like forever but is really only 9 months. Doctors are stupid. No, they're arrogant and pompous. They KNOW what's wrong, **** the symptoms. You have NDPH. It may or may not ever go away. Sure, we could try that treatment, but let's try another one instead that WON'T WORK. Just like the last 5. 6? 7? I've lost count. We can't try it because I didn't think of it, and I went to medical school. You don't have md behind your name, therefore you are wrong.
I CANNOT ****ING GO EXERCISE! I hardly feel like getting out of bed. So yes, nurse, I know I'm overweight. Thanks for pointing it out. I've only been self concious about it since I was 5!!
Stop asking me how I'm doing! I don't want your pity. I want to gag everytime I hear, "oh, you poor thing!" YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE BEING TOLD YOU COULD BE IN PAIN FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE! I'm 15. I can't learn to drive. I can't go to school. When I go to the hospital, I see little kids with cancer who are dying, and I think to myself, you selfish *****.
I'm crying as I write this, not because I'm sad, but because I'm soo majorly pissed at myself. I didn't do anything to deserve this, but neither did they. I'm just lonely and fat and in pain all the time. I'm not dying. It could be soo much worse, why am I wallowing now? Why do I yearn for a diagnosis when I know it will change nothing?
I'm causing my family soo much grief. My mother is always researching and stressed because of me. Because I'm a freak. I have such a great family, I shouldn't complain. Why don't other people get families like mine? Families that love them and help them and drive two hours to wait two hours to see a neurologist because she's supposidly the best?
Why did I have to do this to them?
Why...
What's the meaning of it all? Why are little kids suffering? Why do we have to get sick?
Why am I crying? Why am I typing this all? I'm not going to get anything out of throwing a fit on the internet, and yet I must, because I can't tell my family. I don't want to burden them more with me.
There's no point here. I'm pitiful. And don't worry, I'm not suicidal. Just tired and angry at life.
I need to throw up. I think the new medicine is making me nauseous.
I ruined our family night at universal studios. We went to the hard rock cafe and sat down and my head just hurt soo bad. I curled up on the floor next to the toilet, trying not to throw up and focus on anything else but the pain. But we left and I fell, and I sprained my ankle. On the way home, my sister said "why do you have to ruin everything?" And my parents told her to stop, but its true. I ruin everything. I ruined the past year.
I want to be a neurologist. I don't want other people to go through this.
I don't want to go through this.
I just want to sleep. And go to school. And learn to drive. And flirt with boys. And be normal.
I'm sick of wallowing, but that's all I do. I'm pathetic.
I think I'm having a mental breakdown.
I think I just need a hug.
Thanks :)
I should probably sleep now. I feel better after venting all of that.
It's not from muscles. My neurons are damaged and keep sending out pain signals.