So, I'm interested in everything that has something to do with mental health / mental disorders and I'm constantly in search of what is wrong with me, I guess.
Until now I have only been diagnosed with two (three) mental disorders, which are
• deprssive disorder
• anxiety disorder (at least I think I've been diagnosed, I mean, I basically get medication for it)
• transsexualism (it's not a mental disorder but my psychiatrist had to write something for me to get my HRT and that was - of course - an official diagnosis (also know as F 64.0
Still there are some other things that I'm actually sure I have it, but I haven't been diagnosed. Probably because I don't talk about it.
[Also, this is not me diagnosing myself, this is just me thinking I maybe have those disorders, too.]
I think I suffer from
• Major deprssive disorder
Like, I'm pretty sure that it's not only a 'depressive disorder'.
• Bipolar II disorder
I don't know what is meant with episode or how long that really lasts, but I definitely sometimes have hypomania.
• Borderline personality disorder
I don't know if I really have this because in articles it says five criteria have to be noticable and I'm not sure about a few of them.
• Maladaptive daydreaming disorder
I definitely have this. I am so sure about it. But when my therapist asked me about it (she watched a video where I talked about it) I didn't tell her exactly what it's like for me...
• Anorexia nervosa
I chose to have this as the last point because I will write a bit more about this:
My whole 'mental health history' started with it. I never admitted that I had an 'actual' eating disorder but I always knew I had. I had always felt fat - or at least fatter than my friends and I hated it. I wanted to loose weight. And I did. But not in a good way. I ate less and I weighted myself every day. I didn't exercise more but I didn't have to. My weight was dropping nonetheless. I always felt cold and I really became aware of the bad side while going on a run with my dad where I had to stop halfway through it because I almost fainted.
I started getting depressed and anxious. I crying everyday right before going to school and I got anxiety attacks before exams. When I finally agreed going to therapy (my mum was worried and didn't know what to do) the health insurance declined the application for therapy because I was underweighted. I weighted 39 kg (86 lbs) with a height of 156 cm (5'1''). They said I had to go to hospital but I didn't want to and my mum was on my side. She didn't want me to do something I didn't want.
My mum was so sure that I wan't anorexic but I knew I was. Still I never told her. She suffered from anorexia nervosa for most of her life and I don't really know why she didn't believe I could've had the same illness. Yes, I ate. But I ate very, very less. I sometimes skipped a meal, but not often. She said I couldn't be anorexic because I always ate ...
I had to go to my physician regularly to let them weight me. My mum didn't get it like that either.
Whenever therapists asked me about it I lied and told them I wasn't anorexic. I didn't want to admit it. I was so skinny, but I still felt fat.
The good side of this was that I got my mum to eat regularly with me again. After over 20 years.
I don't really know what made me start to recover but I did. I still often think that I'm fat and I still actually want to loose weight, but it's not that bad right now.
Still I know this won't ever leave me.