Hello everyone, I'm Lehsyrus. I'm actually pretty happy I saw this section, reading a few of the threads have made me realize I'm not the only one who has...well...issues. It's also nice to see so many people have come to figure out their issues an how to cope, sadly I have yet to figure this out.
I guess my problems all started when I was about two years old to be honest. I couldn't walk yet, I would just sit and watch people, watch everything. My parents originally thought I had some sort of problem, so they brought me to a children's hospital. The doctors did not find anything wrong, and I actually learned to walk there (apparently I stood up and started running towards the door), which is unheard of. As soon as I could walk I was unlocking doors with Legos, building models of the tv with them, etc. I attribute that to the fact that I just watched everything as a baby.
I had always been proficient in school, and used to be quite shy. In fifth grade I started having stomach problems. I went through every experimental procedure you could think of, nothing worked, no physical issues were found. But even so I had (and still have) pain that is so excruciating it's caused me to be completely paralyzed.
In about eighth grade there was a kid making fun of my sister on the school bus, I don't remember what happened because I blacked out but I apparently threw the kid out of a window, which was unheard of because I had always been shy. After that incident I had no problems with talking to people, it was like something in my head just turned on and my shyness was gone.
Fast forward to two years ago (eighteen years old), I had really bad anxiety problems. I feel like the whole world is out to get me, I'm cautious (without showing it) and investigate everyone I meet. My stomach problems were at an all time high, and I started to self medicate with Marijuana. The doctors wanted to give me an anti anxiety med and an opiate for my stomach but I'll be honest, since having the doctors be so completely useless wih my stomach in the past I refused to listen. I definitely will never take opiates, too many friends of mine have been lost to opiate addiction.
So I was arrested my senior year in high school with a little Marijuana, and the books were thrown at me. Three years probation, 300 hours community service, 3200 dollar fine, and drug counseling. Marijuana has now been out of the picture for two years. Since stopping I have had four anger incidents, all four ended with the people involved being sent to the hospital. Every time they threatened my family, but I was still looked at like the criminal.
So I have been labeled a "Danger to Society" by the court, and had a psychiatric evaluation. The dude was useless, said I am in perfect metal health and am faking it. So I went to a psycho therapist. He diagnosed me with "rage" and proceeded to try to bring it out of me. He made fun of everything I believed in, but nothing. Then he insulted my family, and well he was sent to the hospital. Luckily he admitted to it being his fault so I wasn't incarcerated or charged.
Now, I am eligible for medical Marijuana due to my stomach condition, however not until I am off probation (a year and a half to go). Has anyone had similar experiences that they have been able to overcome? I lift every other day, I produce music for fun (electronic), I play the drums and saxophone, I draw, anything to keep myself occupied, but sometimes I just get these thoughts of complete and utter destruction, and at other times I have such an artistic flow you would think I couldn't hurt a fly. Bipolar disorder has been ruled out, the doctors can't figure anything except the rage and anxiety out.
I'm at a loss..
I guess my problems all started when I was about two years old to be honest. I couldn't walk yet, I would just sit and watch people, watch everything. My parents originally thought I had some sort of problem, so they brought me to a children's hospital. The doctors did not find anything wrong, and I actually learned to walk there (apparently I stood up and started running towards the door), which is unheard of. As soon as I could walk I was unlocking doors with Legos, building models of the tv with them, etc. I attribute that to the fact that I just watched everything as a baby.
I had always been proficient in school, and used to be quite shy. In fifth grade I started having stomach problems. I went through every experimental procedure you could think of, nothing worked, no physical issues were found. But even so I had (and still have) pain that is so excruciating it's caused me to be completely paralyzed.
In about eighth grade there was a kid making fun of my sister on the school bus, I don't remember what happened because I blacked out but I apparently threw the kid out of a window, which was unheard of because I had always been shy. After that incident I had no problems with talking to people, it was like something in my head just turned on and my shyness was gone.
Fast forward to two years ago (eighteen years old), I had really bad anxiety problems. I feel like the whole world is out to get me, I'm cautious (without showing it) and investigate everyone I meet. My stomach problems were at an all time high, and I started to self medicate with Marijuana. The doctors wanted to give me an anti anxiety med and an opiate for my stomach but I'll be honest, since having the doctors be so completely useless wih my stomach in the past I refused to listen. I definitely will never take opiates, too many friends of mine have been lost to opiate addiction.
So I was arrested my senior year in high school with a little Marijuana, and the books were thrown at me. Three years probation, 300 hours community service, 3200 dollar fine, and drug counseling. Marijuana has now been out of the picture for two years. Since stopping I have had four anger incidents, all four ended with the people involved being sent to the hospital. Every time they threatened my family, but I was still looked at like the criminal.
So I have been labeled a "Danger to Society" by the court, and had a psychiatric evaluation. The dude was useless, said I am in perfect metal health and am faking it. So I went to a psycho therapist. He diagnosed me with "rage" and proceeded to try to bring it out of me. He made fun of everything I believed in, but nothing. Then he insulted my family, and well he was sent to the hospital. Luckily he admitted to it being his fault so I wasn't incarcerated or charged.
Now, I am eligible for medical Marijuana due to my stomach condition, however not until I am off probation (a year and a half to go). Has anyone had similar experiences that they have been able to overcome? I lift every other day, I produce music for fun (electronic), I play the drums and saxophone, I draw, anything to keep myself occupied, but sometimes I just get these thoughts of complete and utter destruction, and at other times I have such an artistic flow you would think I couldn't hurt a fly. Bipolar disorder has been ruled out, the doctors can't figure anything except the rage and anxiety out.
I'm at a loss..