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Not discussed at all in your text the chapter Psychological Disorders, but they are an important group of patterns of behavior that are often difficult to manage. Read the overview below, pick one disorder (using links embedded in the article) to investigate further. Then write a blog post in a similar vein to the one below for Rebecka, as if you had the disorder you chose below.
Be creative, and accurate, taking on the personality of the person with the disorder you've chosen!
Due next Wednesday.
When I was younger my parents thought, "Well, maybe she will grow out of it." But as the years passed, I still am the way that I am. I constantly need the reassurance and attention from the ones around me. I have a hard time making decisions and often turn to other to make life decisions for me. When I am all alone I feel helpless and uncomfortable with who I am. I cling to people for their affection and attention because without it I feel stupid and worthless. So much so that I often push people away because of my overbearing need to obtain nurturance and support from others. I doubt, belittle, and hate myself because I have dependent personality disorder.
ReplyDeleteDanielle Allio
As time went on the more I became aware of the fact that I wasn't normal. My disorder began to slowly eat away at my life, happiness, and work all because my time would go into repeating activities that I had no control over. Before I can even leave the house there has to be a "ritual" where I go to each door and make sure they are closed then after all that I'd do it another two times until I finally am able to leave the house. This obsessive-Compulsive Personality disorder is consuming my time and life, I'm always constantly late and whenever I try to explain what happens people just look at me like I've made up some crazy illness in order to draw attention. That's far from true. I wish I could just live a normal life, I'd give anything for this disorder to be ridden of.
ReplyDeleteMitchell Chaboudy
There was a time where I actually thought I was dying. Once in 8th grade, I had this random feeling like I was about to pass out. I was constantly swallowing saliva in my mouth until it was completely dry. When I got out of the class I felt much better, but was still confused as to why that happened. I asked my mother and she said it was just anxiety and "it's not that serious". For a long while that phrase lingered in my mind. Everyday when I had a panic attack, I had to tell myself it wasn't that big of a deal and I'm overreacting. I fear for my life whenever I have a panic attack because I feel like people are judging me for moving around in my seat a lot. Over the years, I've been able to control it and not let it consume me, but other times I can't take it. I've tried medication but that just makes me feel worse about myself. I can't help but blame myself for this because there's nothing I can do to fix it. Society can't help me, I can't even help me. I wish I could.
ReplyDelete-Matt Ackerman
Whenever in a school or work setting I always felt this need to keep organization. It started with books being in order by size, eventually getting to folders and notebooks organized next to the corresponding book. It spread to work setting where every supply had to be in order. My parents always said that I was just very organized. It began to affect me worse when I would be horrified to see that I did not get a 100% on everything or my stuff was not in its proper order. I have slowly began to come away from this notion, but there are still very obvious signs that it sticks with me. Hopefully someday I can free myself from this need of order.
ReplyDelete-Anthony Dechoudens
It all began in my childhood days and it has continued to my adult life. I continue to disregard people's rights and I will take it too far and violate their rights. I tend to be cocky and high on myself and put everyone else below me. I'm arrogant in my self-appraisal, never concerned about my own problems in the present or what my future holds. I lack empathy for others, not caring for their feelings or their sufferings to go along with my disregard to other's rights. A psychologist diagnosed me with my disorder and the treatment they gave me is long-term psychotherapy with a therapist. Medication is an option but i'm not interested in that so i hope the psychotherapy can help me.
ReplyDelete-Chandler Shryock
So today, this girl came up to me and asked me how she looked. I told her that it doesn't matter because I am the most beautiful thing that walked the earth. I don't understand why people just don’t know this. I mean, I took a selfie this morning and have over 1000 likes in just 2 hours.
ReplyDeleteYou know what really bugs me? I went to Starbucks last night to get my Pumpkin Spice Latte and I walked to the front of the line. I mean duh, I’m like royalty so I should get special treatment. When I ordered my drink they spelled my name wrong. I know right! How stupid can you be!
And finally I just received a message from a random person saying that I am so narcissistic and that I should be checked for Narcissistic Personality Disorder. I’m not sure what that is, but I wonder if I do have it would people give me more special treatment? Man I hope that one day I can change…. yeah right ha I’m already the best I can be.
Today I woke up, and begun getting ready for class. After brushing my teeth before leaving for class I lost track of time admiring how great my hair, and in general, I looked. I strolled into class late, but the professor stopped his lecture with a great smile to give me my test which was obviously an A. A classmate followed me out of class asking if I could help him do better in the class. I enjoyed hearing how smart he thought I was, but I didn't care about his problems so I told him I couldn't help. I'm often caught in the path of my own excellence, so I only find time for friends when I know they can help me reach my goal. Everyone graced with my presence knows they're lucky, and after my success the world will know and admire me. As they should.
ReplyDelete-Sean Keyse
Perfect! Perfect! Perfect! That's all I ever want is for everyone and everything to be PERFECT! If something is not going how I planned or would have liked it to go then I get angry. I have a hard time completing tasks because I strive for it to be just right. This gets me in trouble a lot at work. And what is fun? I surely wouldn't know because I never seem to have any of it. The other day my friends and I went to an amusement park, they all had fun, but me on the other hand did not. They weren't so focused on following a schedule like I was. I was getting so angry because they weren't following the schedule I made for us. Many people don't understand how my life works and the impacts my illness has on me. I stress over the little things and try to make everything perfect and that's hard to do. It took me twenty years to finally realize and admit to myself that I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
ReplyDelete-Nicole Chabra
Perfect! Perfect! Perfect! That's all I ever want is for everyone and everything to be PERFECT! If something is not going how I planned or would have liked it to go then I get angry. I have a hard time completing tasks because I strive for it to be just right. This gets me in trouble a lot at work. And what is fun? I surely wouldn't know because I never seem to have any of it. The other day my friends and I went to an amusement park, they all had fun, but me on the other hand did not. They weren't so focused on following a schedule like I was. I was getting so angry because they weren't following the schedule I made for us. Many people don't understand how my life works and the impacts my illness has on me. I stress over the little things and try to make everything perfect and that's hard to do. It took me twenty years to finally realize and admit to myself that I have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
ReplyDelete-Nicole Chabra
This morning while I was on my daily 3 mile run, I stubbed my toe on a trash bag someone had laying out by the street for pickup. My foot hurt so much that I had to stop in at my house to tend to it. I then discovered why this morning nudge caused me so much pain; I had another bruise further up my foot that just multiplied the pain. I don’t remember when I got it but there’s a good chance it was during one of my crossfit workouts or possibly while I was in the vegan section of Kroger’s shopping for food, Green is my favorite though. I do not understand why people settle for blue and red ties when they could get green. I just got a new one that matches one of my shirt patterns for school pictures on Friday. That, along with my visit to Dr. Jennings’ are the only times I left the house this week, I want to make sure I do not get too much sun; I have enough freckles as it is. I bandaged up my foot and went out for another mile run since the first time I was out I cut my run short to 2.9 miles because of the pain. Being awesome is a full time job, people. I’m not too sure why mom took me to see Dr. Jennings actually. I’m not even sick, unless we are talking about my green tie, because it and I are going to look pretty sick for school pictures which are on Friday. Dr. Jennings mentioned something about Multiple Personality Disorder but I hope he wasn’t talking about my sister Susan, which will probably make her even less popular than she already is. Did I mention I'm a vegan?
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ReplyDeleteTaylor: "babe is my hair okay?"
ReplyDeleteGerald:"Yes Taylor. Its fine"
Taylor: "but what about the sides?"
Gerald:"They are fine? now come on!"
That is an example of the 1 of many arguments I go through because everything has to be perfect! There was one incident where everything went all wrong. It was my mothers birthday. I wanted to surprise her and take her out to dinner. My mom thought it was going to be me and her, but my family is awaiting our arrival at the restaurant with flowers and balloons. In the mist of my mom and I getting dressed, in walks my brother with the balloons that were supposed to be at the restaurant waiting with him and the rest of my family. The surprise was ruined because one of the balloons said surprise! I was so upset, and she knew. She didn't want me to tell her the surprise, but I told her anyway. She still was surprised and enjoyed her birthday!
Growing up I stayed to myself I wasn't a very outgoing social kid. I had lots of talents but never liked to be the center of attention. I just thought I was shy but my grandma saw something else. I constantly walked around looking down and she'd always seem to try to correct me from that annoying habit. It didn't annoy me only her I guess. I thought she was the one with problem not me. It wasn't till I was an adult that I realized that eye contact and interaction with others was inevitably. So I guess I am a little antisocial. Aundra Glover
ReplyDeleteIt's the same routine every morning when I wake up. I reach over and switch on my light then switch it back off and back on. Doing things in odd numbers has always made me nervous. I walk to the bathroom careful to count how many steps I take because if I don't take an even number of steps I start all over. This continues throughout the day between the amount of steps on take all the way to how many times I chew on each side of my mouth at each meal. No one notices my daily routine and those who do think I'm just joking around. After all who cares how many steps you take or how many times you do anything for that matter. I think to myself, I do, I have obsessive compulsive disorder.
ReplyDeleteJessika Boyd
Despite the fact that I am only 18 years old, I have been through a tremendous amount of struggles, and there was definitely some damage done. Because of my past, I now am very dependent on people because my confidence is so shot. I have the constant need to be wanted by someone, And I often find myself needing attention from one specific person, even though I hate attention from crowds. It's terrible and definitely disrupts my daily life, and it also effects my current relationship. I feel as though I am sometimes not good enough, so I rely on him to give me the attention to where I feel confident, and I hate it.i spend my entire sophomore year of high school visiting my therapist because I was depressed as they figured out that I am suffering from a mild form of Dependent Personality Disorder. I hope one day that this changes for me.
ReplyDeleteOne of the largest issues I have faced in my 19 years of life, would be the bipolar disorder that I have. I have found it harder and harder to go through a day with out bering at a high then a few minutes later hit a low. I find it hard to not be mean to the people I care about then turn around and want to love them. Its hard for me to understand why I do what I do, I can't be the same for more then a few hours. I hope i can control this issue and hope my family and friends understand my issue. I know it upsets me.
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ReplyDeletewhen I was middle school I felt so lonely and empty. I had low self-esteem get jealous, had trust issues. I never told anyone because sometimes it is better to keep silent than to tell others what I feel because it hurts badly when I came to know that they can hear me but cannot understand. I never told anyone. Not even my family. But not because I don’t trust my family but because I just can’t find the right words to makes them understand. It was really hard for me to make new friends because I felt like I was not good enough. I had no courage to dream on because I never believed in me. I felt stupid. I didn’t know myself. I didn’t know what can make me happy.
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"we're worried about him" the principal continued, "he's not very involved with the other kids". My parents didn't understand, the other students didn't understand, no one else understands. I don't need help, they all just need to understand. why are they after me? what do they want? can't they just leave me alone? I hate always feeling paranoid, it takes so much out of me, I just don't want to leave my room and why should I if everyone is after me? The only thing everyone can do to help me is to go away and leave me alone. I don't need your help. I need myself.
ReplyDeletewhen i was little i knew i had a problem because i would always talk to myself and i didn't know what was happening to me as i got older i knew i had a split personalty it also got worst as i got older and my parents didn't know what to do or how to help me. so i was left to help myself. now i just think to myself is there anyone that is going through the something that i am and can help me with it . but for now i guess i'm all alone.
ReplyDeleteI was always told I was a smart kid. When it came to my school work though it never really showed. I never have been able to study for Tests or quizzes. I realized once i reached college that I had a problem and that it was not something i could control. I knew that I had trouble focusing and keeping myself on one activity, but it never really led me to believe I had adhd until now. Hopefully i can improve myself with the help from a doctor to where I can really use my full potential.
ReplyDeleteI was always told I was a smart kid. When it came to my school work though it never really showed. I never have been able to study for Tests or quizzes. I realized once i reached college that I had a problem and that it was not something i could control. I knew that I had trouble focusing and keeping myself on one activity, but it never really led me to believe I had adhd until now. Hopefully i can improve myself with the help from a doctor to where I can really use my full potential.
ReplyDeleteThroughout my entire I have always had an urge to make thing perfect. Whenever I did a project or a paper or homework or whatever it was I wouldn't be done with it until I knew everything was completely right. If I turned something in and it wasn't done completely correct I would be upset with myself for days even weeks. If I was doing a project and I messed one thing up I would destroy it all and then start over until it was exactly the way I wanted it to be. I have been able to control myself as much as possible but every now and then I will get back into the habit and I will be stuck doing an assignment that should take me 10 minutes and instead it takes me 2 hours.
ReplyDelete-Christian Burke