There are so many illnesses I can choose from that could have affected me and may still do so, but for now how about I just tell you the ones that already have and I survived. Some will be a big surprise to you and others, it was just childhood or ignorance. I'll start by saying that it all started, I guess, in high school when I was a little overweight and wanted to fit in. I got depressed and everything. Eventually the doctors prescribed Wellbutrin 500 mg; and I also found out I have polycystic ovary syndrome, so he prescribed me a contraceptive and a glucophage 250 mg to help me regulate my sugar level. I didn't know that by taking these medications I would lose weight and cure my depression and the syndromes I discovered I had. But then the depression got worse when I found out who my real friends were. Everyone hated me because I wasn't fat anymore. I was teased for being too skinny, so I fell worse. I started thinking about suicide. (Now I wonder why? And the answer goes to figure!) So, in order to succeed in high school and get away from all the negativity, I transferred schools and encountered the next bad chapter in my life. I started from scratch at a new school I didn't know anyone. I was the "New Girl"! Everyone wanted to get to know me and I liked the special attention. But it all ended shortly after I met my baby's father, Izellah. He was the typical shy, awkward, handsome (in his own way back then) and tall boy; the boy of my dreams in the past. And it turned out that he "liked" me too. We met and everything was great until I found out I was pregnant. If you play with fire, you will get burned; my mother always told me this. I thought everything would be fine, he told me it would; but it wasn't. Time passed, arguments began, his cheating was discovered and his abuse began and then disappeared when the baby arrived. The damage was done and I was depressed again.