It was three months after the move when I pulled a stunt that could have had a very poor outcome, I ran away from home. I left everything behind, phone, wallet, clothes, everything. I walked out the front door and didn’t walk back through it until four days later. I came home to crying parents and police officers waiting for me. I was required to attend therapy to enlist a neutral third-party in my issues. In the first session my therapist immediately knew I wasn’t emotionally “all there.” I was given a mental evaluation where I was diagnosed with Antisocial Personality Disorder. With APD I lack the ability to empathize with other people; I am cynical and often selfish without realizing my behavior isn’t normal. I coped with the discovery of my diagnosis well, but that may be open to controversy given the disorder. However, there was still a long road ahead for coping and treating the …show more content…
It was about as painful as it sounds, giving someone the nitty-gritty details about the emotions you don’t have. However, I was, and still am, required to go. My junior year of high school I took AP Psychology, I dove straight into the course absorbing everything I could about how the mind works and why. When we started the units over psychopathy I was hooked, it was like seeing the light emerge at the end of my tunnel. I knew from then on that finding those mentally unstable criminals would be my life purpose. As someone with a disorder found in many criminals (scary though, I know) I feel as though I have an insight to what the criminals are thinking when they commit a crime. My therapist was a bit unnerving with the aspect at first, but as I continued to talk about it she began coaching me on the necessary steps to take in order to achieve my newly found purpose of profiling