<p>I’ve somehow gotten myself into a bad position. I’m a rising junior at a big state school. I transferred in last semester (in the spring) from a community college in my city about five hours away from here. I worked really hard to get in the position that I am in now, at least, financially; I currently am on three scholarships, one grant, and a loan versus the one grant and one loan I was on last semester. For this semester, the school gave me more money, so I was able to go from a cramped dorm to a student apartment.</p>
<p>However, last semester I had issues with going to classes. I took a course load of fifteen credits, and I failed two classes and managed to “squeak” by in the remaining three. At that point, I was placed on academic probation. I was concerned about it, but I just thought i was having a tough transition period. i didn’t confide in my family because I wanted them to think I had it all together. They weren’t contributing anything financially, so I didn’t feel obligated to tell them anything. They just assumed I was doing relatively well. I vowed that the next semester I would do a lot better and be more comfortable in my new environment.</p>
<p>This semester rolls around, starts off good, gets progressively worse... and here’s where it gets a bit strange, so bear with me... Last semester, I started hearing voices, seeing things... It got progressively worse along with other issues. It’s why I can’t get to class. I see things, hear things, that scare the crap out of me. My roommates have a cat and it began to talk to me.... I started getting very scared that I was being followed. I just wanted to stay in my room, not see anyone, not talk to anyone... it’s like that now. It’s horrible. I feel like crying all the time, I’m worried, I fear for my life.... everywhere i go i feel like the people I see are telling people about me and I feel alone like I can’t trust anyone and everything is just getting louder, you know? The other day my roommates had friends over in the living room for most of the weekend and I was too scared to come out, even to use the bathroom... I just felt like they were all going to stare/talk about me behind my back.</p>
<p>So this semester starts off good until I stop attending class for the above reasons. i end up dropping two because I was failing them, and I managed to withdraw before any real damage is done. Now I’m down to three classes and I try my absolute best to show up, when I’m not terrified. I DO study, I do read the books. I do what I can without notes unless I can get them from someone. I’m passing in all of my classes and should pass all of them but I don’t know if I can make the 2.0 GPA- I’m studying as hard as I can and trying to fix this situation I have gotten myself into but it is so tough at this point-especially toward the end of the semester.</p>
<p>I haven’t told anyone about this... I just went down to the healthcare center at my university last week and went to a physician. I told her what was going on and she was extremely concerned and recommended that I see a resident psychiatrist for an evaluation. She even canceled an appointment so I could go. The appointment was $58, money that I really don’t have since I don’t have a job (it was my grocery money) but I just had to do it. After the evaluation, assessing my family medical history and such, he couldn’t come up with a clear diagnosis. He said he doesn’t know if I’m schizophrenic, or if I’m somewhere on the bipolar spectrum and I am just having delusions (he mentioned possibly schizoeffective). That word really scared me but he says he wants to do one more follow up appointment before he decides anything. He gave me a medication to try but I have yet to pick it up- I’d have to go to Walmart and I have no car and the bus doesn’t really go in that area.</p>
<p>Right now I am just terrified... I’m scared of what’s wrong with me, what I’ve been seeing. I’m scared of disappointing my parents and ruining my future. If I get placed on academic suspension... I mean, I’ll lose my scholarships. I’ll lose my off campus apartment. I’ll have to move. I’ll have to break my lease which will go on my renters history. I worked hard for everything I have here and it would just kill me to lose it. Most of all, I fear for my mental health and that I’m losing it. Logically, I know I shouldn’t be hearing/seeing things but I am... and I don’t know why.</p>
<p>I know it’s my fault for letting this go on without telling anyone and it was my responsibility to get help when it first started happening. I have no excuse; I was just scared. I was too afraid to tell anyone and I thought I could ignore it.</p>
<p>If anyone could just tell me what to do. I’m just tired and afraid and I feel like crying/vomiting all of the time.</p>
<p>Thank you very much.</p>