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The future

Hey everyone, this first appeared on my Life’s A Twitch blog site back in July, but I wanted to share it here, too. Thanks for reading!

I’m kind of in a rough spot right now. I used to always have everything planned out. I knew my future and I knew what I wanted. Now that I’m getting closer to college, I’m not sure what I want to do anymore. It’s really affecting me. I like to have everything planned out right away. It’s part of my OCD. I live about three years in the future constantly. I can’t see anything in front of me.

I’m going into junior year of high school and I feel like I’m starting sophomore year of college. I do not see a computer in front of me. I see a small laptop in a tiny dorm room. I don’t see three large windows next to me. I see a loft bed and tons of textbooks. I can’t live in the present. It’s not how I work.

I need to live so far ahead that I know everything is going to be OK. I am going to be 16 years old in two months and I do not know how to drive. I have not even considered Drivers Ed in the past because of my Tourette’s. I have driven before on a few back roads, and it was terrifying. I kept taking my hands off the wheel and my eyes off the road to tic. Driving is a sort of trigger for tics.

As you already know, I don’t live in the present. Three years from now, in college, I need to be able to know how to drive. I can’t drive at the moment and I need to be able to. It is all a part of the plan. If I look farther in the future, I need to drive to my job, right?

All of you know it is true. Everyone has to do it. Go to college, get a job, get married, buy a house, have kids, retire, die. This is how life works. I want to go to college, get a job, get married, and have kids, but how can I? My Tourette’s is in the way of everything.

I know a lot of people with Tourette’s say they can drive, but I can’t. I’ve tried. If I can’t drive, I can’t conform to a normal life. Maybe I’m not meant to do things the normal way.

My Tourettes has been really bad lately. I don’t know how I’m getting through it, but I am. I haven’t been depressed for a while now, thankfully, but suicide has crossed my mind. It crosses every person’s mind though, doesn’t it?

What isn’t so normal is that today I got really stressed out about my future and then it started blurring. I didn’t want to have a plan anymore. It all seemed to be falling apart. How in the world could I accomplish anything I wanted to do? What did I even want to do?

I started planning a suicide. I think a lot of people do that, though. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe I’m part of the not so many that actually stress out to the point that they start planning their own demise. I was so sure that tonight I was going to swallow a bunch of pills and it would all be gone. Everything would be gone. I would be gone. I wouldn’t have to worry about anything anymore. I wouldn’t have to tic. I wouldn’t get depressed from time to time. I wouldn’t be planning everything in my future, because I wouldn’t have a future. It sounded so nice to be done with everything.

Even so, there are so many repercussions from a suicide. I’m sure my family would be devastated. I’m sure my friends would be upset. A lot of times when the thoughts come to me, I think that no one loves me and that no one would care if I was gone.

Today the thoughts did not come. It was nothing like the times I was depressed out of my mind. It was not like when I felt worthless. It was different. I was stressed out of my mind and upset. I wanted to be gone. When I was able to calm down, I was still thinking about a suicide, but after putting everything into perspective, I decided against it.

I still don’t really know what my future holds, and that scares me. I like control. I like being able to know where everything and everyone is and everything that is going to happen. I don’t like that my future is shaky and blurry and that I can’t see into it. I don’t have a definite future, and it’s so frightening. I feel stressed, not in control, and unhappy, but most of all, I feel scared.

EmmaO

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