Never gonna spend a story that wasn't 100% true. So here we go.
Everyone has their own problems, Nyasha had her's, Babamukuru, and me too it seems. Did you know I have three disorder symptoms?
Right, I never told you because I don't really like to broadcast like a radio host.
Very well. I am a girl of 19 years old, almost 20 and I was diagnosed my 11th grade year at the very end.
Of course, I was skeptical of therapy and treatment and everything that comes with beating something but, that's the price that we have to pay.
Understand, when I say pay I do not mean in a "Bloody transaction" like Fredrick Douglass was describing but, pay as in a $5 copayment and too much time.
Success, I'm not so sure I'll get there but I will keep trying.
Conditioned to think of my conditions as burdens all my own but I see it affects others around me as well.
On another note, they are called GDD, GAD, and an ED.
Never new names, just new abbreviations.
Don't think I asked for this. It started when I was 10 my grandma passed away, then 9th grade the ED showed it's evil clutches and GAD and GDD was just always there after 10.
I almost took my life because of this but from those experiences, I've gotten stronger ish.
True, not true. You decide?
I never thought I'd have generalized anxiety disorder, an eating disorder and generalized depression disorder when I was little but that's the beauty of being young.
Only that my grandma came to Upper Marlboro, we spent a whole summer with her it isthe best memories I have of her.
Never thought that would spiral into so many things. Disorders, suicide attempts, too much time, sadness and not being able to know anything else about her, not having her here on big days.
Shhhhh. Don't tell anyone. This is my true story. See, told you.
