Tell your story.

Everyone has a story. Tell me yours! Here's mine:

My mom joked about me having Autism when she saw me fidgeting. I didn't take it seriously at first, but after a few weeks, I started to worry: "What if I do have Autism?" I researched for about 2 weeks, and then sent a letter to my parents about my concerns. My dad laughed, and my mom called me a hypochondriac. But they convinced me I didn't have it. I felt so happy. For about a month. Then I started to worry, "If I don't

have Autism, what do I have?" I started researching other mental health disorders, and I found ADHD to be closest to any of my symptoms. This time, I researched for about a month, and then sent another letter to my parents. My dad was at work at the time, so my mom talked to me. This time, she seemed almost annoyed with me. She said I was making excuses, and that I was just lazy, not that I had ADHD. She called me a hypochondriac again. I stopped listening until she said, "Are you good now? You don't think you have ADHD anymore?" I said yes. I was WAY off about the Autism, but I'm still not sure about ADHD. I told myself that day that I would deal with my problems by myself. I didn't want to tell my parents anything like that anymore. Since then, I've been feeling a lot of negative emotions for no reason. That's pretty much up-to-date.

I hope everyone can find the courage to tell their stories.

Stay strong my friends!