Ever since I was a child I was always so sensitive. when I was four I was run over by a bycycle and spent 4 hours on the operating table with a plastic surgeon them sewing my face up.  When my mother died when I was 8 I did not speak for a year. My father sexually abused me one year after she died after hitting me to make me scared. My father had seven strokes when I was 18. I went to therapy and never really did drugs or do not drink or smoke you could say I have my life together. but […]
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Psychiatric Drugs
I have no one to trust or talk to. Not even myself. I’m too embarrassed to overview my thoughts with myself. I’m getting tempted to eat because I have absolutely nothing else to do. Psychiatric drugs have devestated my brain, left me in a permanent confused oblivious fog. Post here if you have the time to communicate with me.