So my mom asked me a few days ago if I actually still need to go to talk to someone. I just remembered it now, but I was just astounded at the time. I still haven't really been diagnosed, I'm not on any medication and I've been going through this for 5 years. I've tried to make them understand what I am going through, how long I've been going through this, and still they think I'm making this all up! It's so frustraiting. They think that because I can act normal that I no longer need help. the last time they thought that, I ended up trying to commit suicide... I just hate it that they think I'm making this stuff up! As if by talking to one doctor for a few weeks I'm all better, that I no longer need help... They must think I'm just a drama queen to think that I no longer need help!!! What do I do!!!!!??????
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