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I was so interiorly stressed through the organic personality disorder (OPD). It was all I could do as I had nothing to hold to but the bad diagnosis of schizophrenia that people hedged on it and no appropriately targeted help.

I struggled to do better than anyone else when in fact I was nonverbal, couldn’t make conversation, and was riddled with OCD that was getting into my unconditioned reflexes. Trying to hold on for my son. Ultimately it all failed with the neurosexuality issues and serious constipation issues staring in 2003. Somehow we held on as a family until 2012 but the divorce was in progress the whole time and Ian was in failure; I got him the hell out of there.

A cop said, “Are you having trouble interpreting things?” and that was the case: after the Klonopin overdose. The one thing I could see after that was to take Ian to a safer situation and follow myself. Alex didn’t want to go.

I was so taxed just to keep my head above water with the six strife within my heart soul and mind all my life and I always struggled to do well. Especially after I had Ian. As I have tried to say before it was like being MR and having to try to pass for “normal”; or be in trouble.

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I always have to remind myself to trust in the Lord’s timing.

with the mole-wart gone I am feeling so much more normal and the neurosexual issues (from several sources) are somewhat healed.

had I been appropriately diagnosed, in other words, with an accurate prognosis. At a young age, what in Earth could have been done?

My theory is that the Lord does not LET parents give their children a stone. In their faith, He always works it all to the good. Because they come to faith! And that’s all that’s really needed!

within all those difficult and dangerous diagnoses, I soared through incredible heights. I had a baby! I just wish it could have been safer for him.