I still have selective mutism. I have had it my entire life. I just finished 12 years of school and I barely spoke at all. Even in high school I would go through whole days without saying one word. My parents still seem to be completely oblivious to it. They never once tried to get me help. I couldn’t even defend myself in the 10th grade when I was ruthlessly picked on all the time in one class by 2 or 3 others. I can still remember the feeling of my heart palpitating uncontrollably. No matter how badly I wanted to say something, I just couldn’t do it. I would start sweating, my throat would tighten up (so even if I did say something it wouldn’t sound like me), and my heart felt like it was coming out of my chest. And to top it off, I would be paranoid about what the other people in the class of 25+ would think.
That’s how intense it was. I admit that I’ve definitely improved since then (I am postin on this site), but i’ve still got ways to go. And I’ve been doing it pretty much by myself. I’ve opened up to my mom two times in the past year and every time I do she seems to forget about it by the next day. It takes so much strength for me to talk to her about it that I don’t even wanna bother tryin anymore. I’m making progress on my own, but I could always use some help.
The worst part about it all is that I never really had a childhood. I wish I could do it all over again without SA.