Edit: I was as to negotiate with the ones organizing the meeting to schedule for another day. I may have been panicked because I stopped Prozac for a while. I’m really sorry for lashing out like that, and thank you for your understanding.
I’m trying to get my diagnosis. Due to my parents not accepting me receiving mental healthcare, I had to do everything in secret.
It made my life so much easier when I finally got Prozac. I could finally sleep. Little to no obsessions or intrusive thoughts. I also stopped having pica.
But I can’t get a diagnosis in most places without involving my parents. Until I found someone who could give me one.
Thing is, if I miss tomorrow’s appointment, I can no longer have another chance at it. The health system is clogged and all.
I had everything planned out. Told them I was going out and all. But now, I can’t, because our basement got flooded and I have to stay in order to help them.
I know this is what I get for wanting the best of two worlds: my parents’ support and getting behind their backs. But I just didn’t want to keep suffering anymore. I just want it all to stop.
Oh well shit then, just don’t tell them anything about anything. Make an excuse to leave the basement nonsense (which isn’t your responsibility because you didn’t cause it, I assume), go get tested, receive your diagnosis, get you medications, and don’t say a fucking thing to your parents. Make a plan to get out on your own and live your own life. It’s brutal out here, but we’re free.
I don’t know what kind of excuse I can make. They really like to say that some things have to be done now, even though that isn’t the case. It has ruined several of my actual outings to the point that my friends no longer trust me to respect my word on when I’ll show up. They don’t want me out? I don’t get to go out. And that’s usually the end of it. Or we argue, and the result is still the same.
