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Changes: Vasovagal Syncope to Depersonalization There have been many events in my life that have impacted me, but one stood out the most. When I was in fifth grade, I started to notice a change in my everyday life. On a daily basis, I experienced symptoms such as lightheadedness, dizziness, exhaustion, and the feeling of being in a dream, or physically detached from the world. These symptoms did not really affect me much until about sixth grade, in sixth grade it really started to take an impact on my life. It took several visits to the doctor to finally figure out what was going on, but once we found the cause I was able to adjust my lifestyle to prevent it. The whole process was, honestly, traumatic but I can happily say that through it, …show more content…
I first noticed that, in the heat especially, I would get very dizzy and would have very a cloudy vision. At first, my assumption was that it was simply dehydration. But as I started to increase my water intake, it took no effect towards the situation. My symptoms only got worse, I would constantly have this weird feeling that either my consciousness was gone, I was in a dream and could wake up at any second, or that I was going to faint. There would be certain moments also, when it seemed like everything would be impacting me all at once, and it used to be the scariest thing ever. It was hard to describe my exact feelings, as the symptoms were always so odd, the only thing that I definitely knew was that I should not be feeling like this every …show more content…
Once I decided that it was time that I not let depersonalization get the best of me, was the time when I finally felt unrestrained to live life to the fullest again. To this day I use my depersonalization as motivation to try new things and never give up. I am very glad that everything that happened did because if it did not, then I would not be open to new things or even finish things that I have started, I would also not have the amazing friends that I have now or be able to even talk to people face to face. Yes, it was a long process full of tears and agony but it all payed off, without that big event that happened I would not be the person that I am
It was after I had lost someone in my life that was my other half. I didn’t understand who I was, what my purpose was, what made me who I am. As far as I was concerned I was reduced to nothing more than an individual that was now alone. I didn’t realize that my identity was partly crafted from simply just being by their side all the time, that whenever I was introduced to someone, or was talking to mutuals about them, I was known for being their best friend. After the fiasco that became the end of our relationship, I felt as if I was just floating through the days and nights. This feeling went on for about 2 months until I slowly came out of it. I didn’t experience a grand epiphany of any sort that inspired me to change myself. I was painting and listening to music and the thought just slowly came to me. I love to paint, and I love listening to and creating and playing music. I began to gain back my sense of identity by engaging in activities I loved. I’m a painter, a musician, a writer, a passionate lover of movies. I’ve learned that identity can isn’t set in stone, there’s always room for
When someone tells you they have experienced something "life changing" what lingers through your mind? Mine is November 10, 2010 12:04pm; This was the first 24 hour period when my mother’s ability to act single-handedly on her health became theoretical; Failing to recall whether she took her pills in the morning was no longer acceptable. My mother had undergone a surgery due to various cancerous cells that grew in both her thyroids. Having removed the right and left side, doctors informed her after this procedure she must consume two white pills everyday, for the rest of her life. The purpose of these pills
Everyone has difficult obstacles in their lives. I have had a few myself and they each have changed me for the better. My most profound experience was being repeatedly molested as a child. I wasn't aware of exactly what was happening to me. I didn't know being touched was wrong. I just knew how disgusting it made me feel, but I didn't tell anyone at the time. I shared this publicly as an adult to help other parents realize that children need to be protected. It was a long journey to reach to the point where I could speak about my experiences with anyone. These experiences from my childhood affected me deeply; however, I have overcome them, learned from them and I have contributed at a higher level because of them.
My most life changing experience was when I moved from the sunny skies of North Carolina to The Blizzard, more formally known as Germany in the middle of my second grade year. My Step-Dad was active duty in the military. Of course, he had to drag us with him. He flew out to Germany first so for about three weeks it was just Mom and I. Just about every day Mom would say “Two more weeks till Germany, Tarix”, “One more week till Germany, Tarix” (Rich), which I never took to heart. I was too caught up in deciding what my Barbie was going to wear that day and riding my new tricycle to have time to process her words. Ignorance was bliss until the movers came to our house and packed up all my memories into big brown boxes. The night before
In August 2005, at the tender age of 7, I received the most devastating news. I was told by my family that a hurricane was coming to my city, New Orleans, Louisiana. Because of this storm, Hurricane Katrina, I was told that I would most likely have to move away for a long time, meaning the rest of my life. My family and I lost everything, and the hurricane ended up destroying the entire city completely. This was heartbreaking to me for a plethora of reasons, including that I lost loved ones and was separated from the rest of my family at such an early age. This ravaging storm marked the most drastic change of my life.
Everyone has a story, a pivotal moment in their life that started to mold them into the person they are today and may even continue to mold you to the person that you will become, I just had mine a little bit earlier than others. When I was three years old my brother became a burn survivor. It may seem too early for me to remember, but I could never forget that day. Since then, I have grown, matured and realized that what my family and I went through has been something of a benefit to be and an experience that has helped me in deciding what I want to do with the rest of my life.
January 12, 2006. It was my birthday and the most tragic event of my life. I had come home to hear the horrible news that my uncle, whom I adored dearly, had passed away. To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I was heartbroken, baffled, and overall miserable. When I approached my mom and asked for the cause of his death, she replied with a downcast expression and informed me that it was due to a heart attack. At the time, I didn 't understand why him, out of all people could have had a heart attack. Our entire family had claimed that he was a born athlete. He would never touch any sort of junk food, and worked out every other day. It didn 't make any sense. Only unhealthy people had heart problems right? Two days later, a toxicology
Nothing has changed my life more since the realization that I had to make who I was something that I chose, and not something that just happened. Since this revelation nothing seemed the same anymore, as though I could see the world through new eyes. It changed everything from my taste in music, literature, and movies. Things of a dark and pessimistic nature used to hold a strong allure for me, and yet I found much of things I once enjoyed didn't seem to entertain me anymore. I remembered the mental state that I once held and now seeing how I have changed, know that I can never return to the prison I came from.
It was only a few months before my 18th birthday when i found out news that was going to impact my whole life. Before I explain to you this life changing event, let me tell you how my life was going. I was 17 and not succeeding. I almost felt like my life was getting pulled from me little by little, depression was no joke but suddenly became my best friend. My best friend was my worst nightmare it slowly pulled me to hate the people I loved, pulled
In October of my freshman year, I was admitted into a psychiatric hospital for one week. The events that led up to this are long and many in number, so much so that to explain it all fully would require forty more pages and essay submissions, something neither you nor I have time for. They don't matter any way. What matters is that I was there, along with seven other perfect strangers who would later become the greatest people I had ever had the blessing of meeting and yet destined to never see again.
An Event which changed my life, well when, I think back on my life there’s
Many years ago when I was a freshman in high school, an event happened to me that changed my life for the better. My friend invited me to go hiking with him and his sister. He was going to go hiking in Yosemite. The following day I prepared myself mentally and physically in order to accomplish this hike.
...of my life, such as family, school, and work. Suddenly I was easily succeeding in all these areas, where as I had always struggled with them in the past. My health was better than it had ever been before which kept me from having to make visits to see the doctor, let alone the emergency room. I also had money saved up that would have previously been spent on fast food, cigarettes, and drinks at the bar.
This is not the only occasion in my life that has shaped my identity but it has changed me the most. My parents got divorced when I was only eleven years old. I did not foresee the divorce coming, as I was never in their presence when they argued. Then, one night, they asked my little brother and me to take a seat at the dining room table. They then told me that they were getting a divorce and my mouth instanously went dry. I cried so much that my nose stuffed up to the point where I could not smell. My eyes began streaming with tears, and through my tears I could see my brother sitting across from me looking very confused. The only thing that I could hear were my parents trying to comfort me with their soft words, and I could feel their warm arms holding me. I eventually calmed down enough to go to bed, but the memory of my parents telling me they were getting a divorce will stay with me forever. This changes how I act every day and therefore my identity. I am not the only person with a story like this. Everybody has a story like mine from their past that has shaped their
...care. I say this because I was trying to figure out who I could trust (Zastrow and Kirst-Ashman). I have been through the second stage as well; this stage is Autonomy versus Shame and Doubt” (Zastrow and Kirst-Ashman). This happened the most when I was very young and in foster care. I have seen myself go through several other stages as well. Now that I am looking back on my life I would have to say that I never gave up. I always pushed through everything that I had to. I am now at the point where I am trying to find love and success. I now believe that I am in the “Intimacy Versus Isolation Stage” (Zastrow and Kirst-Ashman). My life may not have been perfect; however, I did experience the stages that I was supposed to according to Erickson.