>Live in house with father, horrible step mother and two younger literally red headed evil step brothers
>Have room in basement, it's good for chillin
>If I make any sort of noise I hear *STOMP* *STOMP* *STOMP*
>The basement door opens and I get beraded over my lack of respect by my step mother
>Ignore that bitch and do what I do but gradually get quieter and quieter in my movement
> Become a ghost
>No one sees or hears from me besides when I go to the kitchen to make myself food
>When I see someone I jump and get a "Woah anon startled you there, huh?"
>Live on my own
>Have a downstairs neighbor (No shared living space)
>Hear footsteps/dishes being washed/ loud conversation
>Go into panic mode, heart starts racing a bit and afraid to leave my room
>Know they don't give a shit but my body physically doesn't cooperate
>Try to wash dishes
>Something clangs together loudly
>Have to take a second to collect myself
Anyone else paranoid?
thats not paranoia, thats trauma.
you should talk to someone qualified.
id give you a hug if i could.
>See movement out of the corners of my eyes constantly
>Sometimes makes me jump or actually look over
>Hear voices when it's late at night and dead silent (usually when I go to the bathroom)
>So used to it at this point it hardly bothers me
>Always hear the same thing
>There are several voices and sound very very distant
>*inaudible words* HIM
>*inaudible words* I KNOWW
>*inaudible words* HE
Thank you anon, I've always felt like a psychologist would be a waste of time because I have no repressed memories or anything, just a bunch of bullshit. And not even that bad of bullshit considering what people go through.
Anti-depressants and psychotics weird me out too, my aunt is on meds though and my mom should be...I just don't like the idea but it's getting kind of unbearable
from what I've been told you dont need to take meds if you dont want to, you can just talk to a therapist to get stuff off your chest.
but im terrified to go to one, so take my advice with a grain of salt.
Absolutely you can, though I just don't know what good talking will really do. I've talked about it with my parents before it's not like I've hidden my fucked mentality from everyone.
Not having health insurance is awful. It's too expensive to be evaluated.
And I'm scared to go to one too.