So for the past two years I've had stomach problems, really bad migraines, abnormal heart rate, blurry vision, difficulties breathing and even troubles with walking. None of which my parents believe. I used to tell them ever time if felt pain, they told me to take some medicine and get over it. I'd tell them every single day that I don't feel good, my stomach hurts, my head hurts. My family started making fun of me because I repeatedly said that I was in pain, every single day. Like is that even a thing to do? Laughing at someone for being honest about how they feel? Like instead of laughing at me take me to a fucking Doctor. Which I finally made them take me to doctor after telling my dad about, and him getting mad at my stepdad and mom for not taking me to Doctor. I went to the doctor and prescribed me medicine to help ulcers. Ulcers. I took the medicine anyways which it didn't help at all. So I went to the doctors again and she prescribed dicyclomine. The dicyclomine caused more problems then what my actual problems were. So I stopped taking them. A year later I was still having these problems so I started taking the leftover dicyclomine pills I had. Without parent permission because I knew they would tell me no. My parents never believe me when I tell them I don't feel good. They always say "oh she's just doing it for attention" or "she's just doing it so she doesn't have to go to school". I once went to school with a fever of 100.1 degrees because my stepdad thought that I was lying. My problems I listed in the beginning have become dramatically worse then when they started. It's gotten to point where I just don't tell my parents when I feel pain because they never believe me. I honestly believe that they don't give a shit about me. I also believe that I possibly have a brain tumor, but I guess I'll never know because they won't take me to a hospital for an MRI. Which I haven't asked for one because I know the answer. No.