Today the anxiety hit me really hard and I'm crying as I'm typing this. I don't want to be dramatic but this is the only place I can talk to people about this. Something reminded me how much my family doesn't understand and I don't know why they jump to conclusions. My mom constantly nags me. I know she means well, it's just really stressful. It always ends in me yelling, "I can't see!!!" And she doesn't get that.
I'm so tired of this. Only 7 months in this hellhole but it's just really gettin
I don't really think I have anyone to talk about this stuff with. HPPD has taken over my life for almost 6 months. The visual symptoms have completely turned my life upside-down and no one understands. I spend days crying and I feel like I'm drowning. I had just graduated high school on June 12th and went to Disneyland on the 13th with my class. On the 14th, a friend and I partied way too hard and mixed multiple drugs and I had woken up with the visual symptoms and the rest was history...