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.