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My life has been spiraling out of control it feels. You guys might not know this but I'm recovering from trichotillomania brought on by my anxiety and depression issues and it's tough (People caught it early so it doesn't show). Not many people know what this is, and if you look it up you might be frightened. My anxiety and depression are getting out of hand... I started crying ten minutes ago because the casserole dishes wouldn't all go in the cabinet... my parents blame my medication.

But my week, I figured out that I'm failing math... badly and that has stressed me out to no end because I'm not getting any of it and the semester ends next Wednesday and on top of that--my mother knows. Now I'm not going to be able to relax is any sort of way because she will always wonder why I'm not doing homework even if I don't have any. And I know, all parents bother their children about their school work but not all have a hereditary anxiety issue which was increased by a stimulant to help with her attention issues. It's damn hard for me to concentrate on anything because I have to be doing something at all times, or my trichotillomania might "come-back" but that requires me to always be alert. I need to work on word searches and crossword puzzles just so I don't do anything dangerous! If I told my parents they wouldn't believe me because all teenagers apparently want attention for things they don't really have. And if I wasn't having anxiety attacks about this damn crap then I wouldn't blame them! Just because I don't have these things doesn't mean it's not hurting me! I can't breathe, my lower back hurts (left side, inside), it hurts to walk, my shoulder has something wrong with it, and I'm freaking out!

I don't know how much longer I can take this.