I wrote about this to explain my disease its pretty self explanatory but I was diagnosed when I was fourteen with conversion disorder and since then I’ve gone through periods of being unable to walk or move my hands and different types of paralysis. And being mentally ill I learned about people with different disorders. But I had to deal with being told by people there was nothing medically they could do for me.
I’m sitting In my wheel chair unable to move. But the doctors say there’s nothing wrong.
they say it’s just me.
days later I am walking again. what a strange phenomenon. Is my disease a blessing or
a curse. No doubt for sure it is eating me up. And when I feel a certain way will my legs
just go away.
I can’t decided get depressed and I take some pills so I can rest. But I do not die why
am I not dead I wonder why?
soon I’m in a hospital where they help kids like me kids with bipolar, and depression,
and the conversion disorder like me.
But still It doesn’t go away. It’s with me now everyday.like a label on my face like
a sign of disgrace. This is me now. But I will not let it decide my fate.
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