My Story

When I was in Kindergarten, I developed Emetaphobia (fear of Vomit) and OCD due to a tramatic experience. I battled (And battle) it for years. I couldn't even get out of the house. I eventually got it under control, just to delvelop major depression. I couldn't even find the motivation to get up and shower or get dressed. Eventually, I attempted Suicide, and (thankfully) failed. My parents took me to a rehabilitaion center and left me there alone. I developed PTSD and a more severe type of OCD... so ya. that is the basics of my story.