Being diagnosed at the age of 7 with Tourette Syndrome was a challenge. Thankfully, though, my parents were so understanding and caring about it. They tried everything in their power to get me help and try to make things better. Finally, after a long struggle and battle with Tourette, they finally got better my senior year in high school.<\/p>\n
Finally<\/em>, I thought, life is going to be easier now<\/em>. Boy, was I ever so wrong. Being diagnosed a little over a year ago with OCD has been a struggle. Mainly because with my parents being so accepting with my Tourette, it was a hard change when they didn’t accept my OCD. They didn’t even believe I had it!<\/p>\n After going to Dare to Dream, we met a wonderful woman named Sue Connors who helped my parents understand my OCD. Sadly, though, what they learned apparently was only temporary, because my father once again does not believe that I have it. My sister never believed it, and I’m praying to God that my mom still\u00a0believes\u00a0it — or will at least still be with me through the rough times when its hard for me to handle.<\/p>\n I don’t think she fully believes it either, but at least she’s there for me. My dad, on the other hand, does not believe that I have it. He just thinks that I have too much time on my hands, and that’s why it acts up. He thinks is exists because of certain events I had done that had ruined my summer — that that’s why I am having such difficulty.<\/p>\n And even worse, whenever I try to explain it to him, he winds up yelling at me. He just doesn’t get it, and I don’t know how to make him believe me. One of the reasons why I want to go back to college so much is because I will finally be around people who understand me and my OCD, and who love and accept me for it.<\/p>\n My roommate\u00a0believes\u00a0me and is there for me 100 percent of the time. Part of me just wants to get out of this house and just go back to college, where I am accepted and there’s no one to ride me about how I’m too much of a drama queen, or how I’m making things worse for myself, or how its my fault that my OCD acts up.<\/p>\n I just want to be somewhere where I’m accepted, and at school, I feel that way. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love my parents, but its just frustrating because they don’t fully understand. Hopefully one day, they’ll understand, or maybe my OCD will just go away –who knows.<\/p>\n All I do know is that everything happens for a reason and there has to be a reason why this is all happening. If nothing happens in the end, at least I’m stronger from it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Being diagnosed at the age of 7 with Tourette Syndrome was a challenge. Thankfully, though, my parents were so understanding and caring about it. They tried everything in their power to get me help and try to make things better.… Continue Reading