So here's me
Clare, 26 born in the 'burbs, but I live in the Bronx. I am very happy here thank you very much and I do not "hear gunshots at night". I have access to a wonderful transportation system that in minutes can take me to everything manhattan has to offer, The Botanical Garden, The Bronx Zoo, Yankee stadium etc. I have plenty of parking and feel very safe in my neighborhood so don't talk bad about the Bronx in front of me

I am a massive Yankee fan; 81 game full season ticket holder. I make it to 40 plus games a year. I am also training at a boxing gym, wavering back and forth on entering an amateur competition (golden gloves).
I work in Connecticut as a Special Education teachers aide at a high school level. I work with the whole spectrum of students, low-functioning to aspergers. It is difficult but also amazingly rewarding.
The most defining issue in my life has been my health. I was sexually abused as a child and have post traumatic stress disorder as a result. I suppressed this for years, when I finally "remembered" (when I was 17) I attempted suicide. I'm getting ahead of myself, I was diagnosed with a severe depressive disorder at 15 and was hospitalized for this. Since that first hospitalization I have been hospitalized 5 more times (the last time March of this year). Because on top of my mood disorder and PTSD (I was retraumatized at 18 when I was raped) I have a panic disorder and OCD.
3 years ago I developed Fibromyalgia (a pain disorder which is common in PTSD patients). I was in pain all the time. I have managed Fibromyalgia symptons by exercisizing, and occasional periods of intensive anti-inflammitories. I was doing ok until about a year ago when I began to feel depressed. After 10 years on prozac it basically stopped "working" After about 9 months of medication adjustment (that was fun) I was put on a new antidepressant.
Around the same time I developed severe uncontrollable vertigo. I was unable to drive to work and was out on disablilty for 3 months. Eventually I was diagnosed with Meniere's disease (a balance disorder). At the same time I had a bad reaction to the new antidepressant (Lexapro) and had to be hospitialized again to go off of Lexapro quickly and to stabilize on a new medicine. Since then my mood and anxiety disorders are under control due to therapy and medication. I still struggle with my Meniere's. Luckily episodes are not as severe and are much shorter due to (another) medication and a low sodium diet.
I just found out last week that recent blood work showed that I have an over active thyroid, still waiting on tests about that. If it is an issue another pill a day is no problem for me (heck I already take 15 pills a day).
I am also a recovering alcoholic (you would drink too with all my problems). I've been sober for 6 months and I have become obsessed with tea due to a need for distraction from my problems and an obsession with healthiness. Since I'm medicated for OCD I don't go too overboard... but like most things, medication doesn't solve problems, just makes them more manageable.
Why did I share all that? I am not looking for pity, getting caught up in feeling sorry for oneself is the worst thing a person could do. I suppose just the anonymity of the internet can be cathartic. That is me wart(ssssssss) and all

Hola!