… but another thing that my idiot brother did, which was actually the final straw between me and my entire family:
My doctors, over the year prior, with me seeing them fairly frequently, running a good deal of blood work tests on me … well they decided to change up my medication somewhat, take me off of one drug, replace it with another…
… because that drug they were taking me off of was causing me to … not quite develop actual diabetes, but develop many signs of pre-diabetes… and they had figured out a way to switch me over to a set of drugs where that would not be a problem.
My brother interpreted this as me making up all of what I just said whole cloth, as if i was delusional and insane, despite me literally showing him the blood test results, annotated by the metabolic expert, and the new medication plan from other doctors.
So we got into an argument, the next day my entire immediate family has decided that I need to be institutionalized, in a mental asylum in the middle of fucking nowhere, fuck my career I guess?
I was making almost twice as much as my brother and probably more than my dad at the time.
I just moved out while my brother was at work, never looked back.
But, typing it out is… better than just stuffing it down… 6 months ago, typing out a similar story would have filled me with rage, all muscles clenching… this time I only grit my teeth once.
Progress.
… I appreciate the condolences though.
… Spent a long, long time being gaslit, its … helpful for me to type it out, and not be blamed for it.
You know, I hadn’t seen that sketch before…
… but another thing that my idiot brother did, which was actually the final straw between me and my entire family:
My doctors, over the year prior, with me seeing them fairly frequently, running a good deal of blood work tests on me … well they decided to change up my medication somewhat, take me off of one drug, replace it with another…
… because that drug they were taking me off of was causing me to … not quite develop actual diabetes, but develop many signs of pre-diabetes… and they had figured out a way to switch me over to a set of drugs where that would not be a problem.
My brother interpreted this as me making up all of what I just said whole cloth, as if i was delusional and insane, despite me literally showing him the blood test results, annotated by the metabolic expert, and the new medication plan from other doctors.
So we got into an argument, the next day my entire immediate family has decided that I need to be institutionalized, in a mental asylum in the middle of fucking nowhere, fuck my career I guess? I was making almost twice as much as my brother and probably more than my dad at the time.
I just moved out while my brother was at work, never looked back.
Damn, seems I unlocked a core memory. Condolences. Thanks for sharing though! Quite the story…
Ah, this one was fairly recent, and I have more recently been diagnosed with ©PTSD from… how often insane shit like that has happened to me.
But, typing it out is… better than just stuffing it down… 6 months ago, typing out a similar story would have filled me with rage, all muscles clenching… this time I only grit my teeth once.
Progress.
… I appreciate the condolences though.
… Spent a long, long time being gaslit, its … helpful for me to type it out, and not be blamed for it.
Glad to help!