My diagnoses changed around a lot so I never really knew what they were officially. I got a blood work form from my pdoc with the codes on it so I looked them up today. No surprises. I'm kinda pissed about all of them (there were three) and ashamed about all of them, but that's more so because I have the disorders rather than because I was just notified I am officially labelled with something describing them. Especially when two of them are more behaviors that started as choices rather than developing symptoms you don't have control over.
But yeah, I knew I was messed up, now there are just less letters to describe it.
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"I don't know what I'm looking for."
"Why not?"
"Because...because...I think it might be because if I knew I wouldn't be able to look for them."
"What, are you crazy?"
"It's a possibility I haven't ruled out yet,"
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