It was in middle school and I don’t remember much of it, but I remember that I didn’t know how to socialize or approach to people.

One day I was crying and having a mental breakdown and my mom got so mad at me because I would not stop yelling and sobbing.

A sudden point she said that we needed to go to the doctor and I was asking her why.
She told me these exact words “we are going to a doctor to see what the **** is wrong with you”.


Total confusion, didn’t know what she meant, we got into the car and we went to a weird place that I don’t remember what it was exactly, I know for sure that there was people that where waiting in the hallway and some of them where injured.

They called out my mom’s name and we went into an office, they where sitting two woman, they started to ask me questions, like how I was doing and what I liked to do in the free time etc.

I didn’t talk because of anxiety, literally not a word.

A sudden point they asked if they could talk to me alone without my mom, she said yes.

A sudden point I just started crying after she left the room, I was telling them that I didn’t want to live anymore And that everything was so stressful for me, specially at school because everyone was making fun on me.

They continued asking me questions and told them that I was not happy and didn’t want to do anything because I felt like it would serve me no purpose.

I talked to them for an hour, after that they let my mother in, they told her that I needed to come back because clearly something was wrong and they needed to starting sessions with me to help me out.

Once we got home my mom really got angry at me, she literally told me that all that was a waste of time and that of course something was wrong with me but she didn’t want to spend another penny on me for my problems.

Now thinking about all that makes me understand a lot of things about myself and my past.