Nixiam
Bluelighter
I'm awash in incredible wisdom and confusion at 15 (fucked up)
I was a little worried that my problems are miniscule in comparison to other users here, but I think it would be good to get this off my chest in TDS rather than in P&S.
I'm Nix, age 15. Male. Human.
I have it pretty okay, to be honest. Middle class family, free public education, all that and a bag of chips. Early on I was blessed with experiencing some verbal and physical abuse from my biological father. I hardly blame him, he did love me. It really wasn't so bad, but my father was terminally ill with colon cancer. When I was born the doctor told him he had 6 months, but he went another 8 years instead.
When I was 8 years old, my father passed away. It happens to a lot of people, but not nearly enough that I can make a strong connection with others my age. He was 29 years old.
And while I feel this is not so much a problem and can be handled with therapy, I also suffer a couple of his traits. I have chronic depression. I've taken anti depressants but none seem to work besides opioids. My mother takes zoloft and it works fine for her, but I eventually stopped taking mine after 6 months.
I am heavily undermedicated for my anxiety and for depression as I have trouble with doctors. Some just aren't willing to prescribe appropriate doses of certain medications for risk of suicidal side effects.
I can understand.
I am a very sensitive person, it isn't at all hard to hurt me. I have low self confidence and am very self concious about myself. I tend to compensate by using an ambiverted esque facade.
I was borderline obese as a child. Not anymore, still slightly pudgy being 5'10 and a buck ninety.
Of course I got called names. I was in a very trashy part of town.
I live with my mother and stepfather whom my mother remarried after the divorce of my father in 2005 and his death in 2009.
My step dad is belligerent to say the least. He doesn't say sorry, he doesn't admit when he is wrong, he starts screaming matches (not with me, I am incredibly docile and reluctant to argue unless he is dead wrong or unethical).
If I do something wrong I am grounded for extended periods of time. Over a homework misunderstanding I was grounded for 9 months. I just recently got off of a 7 month punishment for another misunderstanding when I was texting some friends at an unreasonable hour.
When I got my stuff back I found everything was broken. Tablet, computer, mp3.
Only one worked which is what I use to post.
It wasn't what I got taken away that hurt, it was the animosity and the thought that I was in trouble because I didn't explain my side of the very, very minor crime which was texting all night.
My step grandmother hates me. Two years ago my sister accused me of pervertedly touching my other (four year old at the time) sister. Needless to say it was quite impactful since I was entirely innocent and she just wanted some "harmless" drama.
My stepfather really thought I had done it and he refused to talk to me for a couple months.
My mother (who I am vey close to) knew something fishy was going on. She took my side and we got it all resolved.
My step father still holds a grudge to my sister for telling such a sick and absurdly twisted lie.
I didn't mean to make this sound like a "oh pity me give me attention because I need help" thing. I really am not one to seek that from people and the only reason I want help now is due to the encouragement of other bluelight users.
I have had several drug dependencies but no addictions yet due to some semi reliable method of spaced usage between opiates.
My DOC is hydrocodone which I have a prescription for since I have never taken meds from people who need them.
My mother is in pain every day of her life. She has a kidney condition which makes her organ act like a sponge and holds thousands of stones. I constantly feel I am utterly helpless.
She remains semi happy because she takes fentanyl patches which cut the pain by over half.
On the bright side I enjoy crafts, carpentry and welding. I want a career in pharmacology. I live for mind blowing philosophical discussions that come about from time to time. Not the redundencies.
All in all what I would like to ask is how would I go about not taking things to heart? What are my options? How do I become more content? I have a psychologist, but we only ever do talk therapy.
I completely understand if this is a waste of a perfectly good spot for a better thread, but I am very frazzled.
I use drugs as an escape. Needlessto say I have pent up frustration and resentment. I do not pop pills to spit in anyones face, but rather pills and pot are the best therapy I have ever had.
I am not good son, but I promise I am not a bad one.
Your friendly neighborhood Nix.
I was a little worried that my problems are miniscule in comparison to other users here, but I think it would be good to get this off my chest in TDS rather than in P&S.
I'm Nix, age 15. Male. Human.
I have it pretty okay, to be honest. Middle class family, free public education, all that and a bag of chips. Early on I was blessed with experiencing some verbal and physical abuse from my biological father. I hardly blame him, he did love me. It really wasn't so bad, but my father was terminally ill with colon cancer. When I was born the doctor told him he had 6 months, but he went another 8 years instead.
When I was 8 years old, my father passed away. It happens to a lot of people, but not nearly enough that I can make a strong connection with others my age. He was 29 years old.
And while I feel this is not so much a problem and can be handled with therapy, I also suffer a couple of his traits. I have chronic depression. I've taken anti depressants but none seem to work besides opioids. My mother takes zoloft and it works fine for her, but I eventually stopped taking mine after 6 months.
I am heavily undermedicated for my anxiety and for depression as I have trouble with doctors. Some just aren't willing to prescribe appropriate doses of certain medications for risk of suicidal side effects.
I can understand.
I am a very sensitive person, it isn't at all hard to hurt me. I have low self confidence and am very self concious about myself. I tend to compensate by using an ambiverted esque facade.
I was borderline obese as a child. Not anymore, still slightly pudgy being 5'10 and a buck ninety.
Of course I got called names. I was in a very trashy part of town.
I live with my mother and stepfather whom my mother remarried after the divorce of my father in 2005 and his death in 2009.
My step dad is belligerent to say the least. He doesn't say sorry, he doesn't admit when he is wrong, he starts screaming matches (not with me, I am incredibly docile and reluctant to argue unless he is dead wrong or unethical).
If I do something wrong I am grounded for extended periods of time. Over a homework misunderstanding I was grounded for 9 months. I just recently got off of a 7 month punishment for another misunderstanding when I was texting some friends at an unreasonable hour.
When I got my stuff back I found everything was broken. Tablet, computer, mp3.
Only one worked which is what I use to post.
It wasn't what I got taken away that hurt, it was the animosity and the thought that I was in trouble because I didn't explain my side of the very, very minor crime which was texting all night.
My step grandmother hates me. Two years ago my sister accused me of pervertedly touching my other (four year old at the time) sister. Needless to say it was quite impactful since I was entirely innocent and she just wanted some "harmless" drama.
My stepfather really thought I had done it and he refused to talk to me for a couple months.
My mother (who I am vey close to) knew something fishy was going on. She took my side and we got it all resolved.
My step father still holds a grudge to my sister for telling such a sick and absurdly twisted lie.
I didn't mean to make this sound like a "oh pity me give me attention because I need help" thing. I really am not one to seek that from people and the only reason I want help now is due to the encouragement of other bluelight users.
I have had several drug dependencies but no addictions yet due to some semi reliable method of spaced usage between opiates.
My DOC is hydrocodone which I have a prescription for since I have never taken meds from people who need them.
My mother is in pain every day of her life. She has a kidney condition which makes her organ act like a sponge and holds thousands of stones. I constantly feel I am utterly helpless.
She remains semi happy because she takes fentanyl patches which cut the pain by over half.
On the bright side I enjoy crafts, carpentry and welding. I want a career in pharmacology. I live for mind blowing philosophical discussions that come about from time to time. Not the redundencies.
All in all what I would like to ask is how would I go about not taking things to heart? What are my options? How do I become more content? I have a psychologist, but we only ever do talk therapy.
I completely understand if this is a waste of a perfectly good spot for a better thread, but I am very frazzled.
I use drugs as an escape. Needlessto say I have pent up frustration and resentment. I do not pop pills to spit in anyones face, but rather pills and pot are the best therapy I have ever had.
I am not good son, but I promise I am not a bad one.
Your friendly neighborhood Nix.
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