Stroke? Psychosis? What caused these mental health issues

I am 24, but when I was 6 years old, something happened... whether it was a pyschotic episode, or something similar to a stroke.. the doctors didn't seem to ever come to a conclusion. I think they just called it a panic attack or something.

I was on my way to school. My brother and I were playing a game of "two square" when I first noticed the headache. It was pretty bad, but it wasn't the first bad headache I've had so.. I don't remember much of the ride to school, it was so long ago. I do remember my headache getting worse... I remember walking into my classroom, (I was the girl who was made fun of all the time) I was diagnosed with depression, adhd, and anxiety when I was 5 so, I was awkward, and girls picked on me.. Especially this girl named Andrea. As I walked into my classroom my headache hurt, so so bad, I couldn't think, I just wanted to sit down in my assigned seat asap. Of course Andrea stopped me, and was about to make fun of me, but she stopped, the smug look on her face immediately changed. I'll never forget the looks I got that day. She looked at me, this 6 year old girl, very concerned and asked "Are you okay? Why are your teeth chattering?" 

I didn't even realize my teeth were chattering, but I just made some kind of a slurred "uhh yeeeah" and sat in my seat.

The bell rang. I had never heard of anyone calling home sick for a headache but I was about to burst in tears, in a matter of 20 minutes, my headache had turned into the worst pain I had ever felt, and to this day, still have ever felt in my entire life. I don't think the bell was even finished ringing when I went up to my teacher and asked if I could call home. She slowly nodded, and gave me that wide eyed look I'll never forget. I faintly remember walking down the stairs to the office, it was wierd I had to walk slow. I told the office ladies the same thing and recieved that same look lol. I'll never forget it. I'm not sure if I was as pale as a ghost, or maybe I was slurring my words who knows.

So they called my mother who was in the middle of something important, she asked if she could leave in 15 minutes. The office ladies said No. Come now. My mother asked what happened, what was going on... they said we don't know, but you need to come get her now.

so she dropped what she was doing, came and picked me up and took me to the doctors.

I remember going home first, crying all the way there because of the pain.. and then lying on her bed. My mom said we never stopped at the house, she took me directly to the doctors. It's just wierd because I remember it as clear as I remember riding my first bike lol.

I remember losing 90% of my vocabulary. I wanted to tell my mother "When Tori (a friend from school) came over this weekend, she said she had a sore throat. Maybe I got sick from her." It was extremely frustrating. I knew the words, but I just couldn't find them. "Tori head-stick hurt" Was all that I could come up with.

I faintly remember seeing the doctor. She asked me questions, and then asked me to do things that confused me such as "I'm going to put my two fists next to eachother, and I want you pull them away from eachother. As far apart and as hard as you can." I remember trying and then, she gave me that same look.

She told my mother to take me to the hospital. While she talked to my mom, I was in the waiting room screaming. The pain in my head just kept getting worse, and worse, and worse.

We get to the hospital, nurses check my temperature, I didn't have a feaver but they still gave me motrin. At this point I could barely cry, it just hurt so bad.. If my parents asked me a question I would just mumble the answer, I didn't want to talk I wanted to sleep. As we waited for the doctor, I would start to fall asleep... then wake up, cry, eventually I'd calm down and I would start to fall asleep... then the process would happen again and again and agin. It was a couple of hours until the doctor finally came.

The doctor asked me what my name was, how old I was, what grade I was in, what year it was, etc.

I remember, REMEMBER, telling him my name, age, grade, the year. I remember answering all his questions correctly, they were easy.

But the doctor kept asking me over and over again, I just kept thinking why does he keep asking me? Of course, he gave that same look, this time to my parents though.

Apparently, I was telling him my brothers age, the grade I was in my previous year.. even though I remember telling him the right answer, what came out of my mouth was completely different. I was pretty confused.

I remember falling asleep, what I thought was for about 6 hours, and the headache was gone. I was ready to go home.

My mom told me I had been in the hospital for 3 days, our pastor came and prayed, family friends came and prayed, my teachers came, my principle... all while I was asleep.

My mother recently told me she and my father were interrigated. At first seperately, and then together. They were told "something" made "this" happen to your daughter, whatever "this" was does not happen for no reason. My dad was offended but my mom was like shut up, cooperate, I don't care what questions they ask, you shouldn't either, you're not going to like the questions but they are seriously considering taking our daughter away from us so you just shut up and cooperate. 

I was never abused. I'm assuming they asked me if my parents or if someone hurt me in anyway, but I don't know. For all I know, I might not have even been able to talk.

When I did wake up, I kept saying I just wanted to go home. The pain was gone. The lady "in charge" I guess you can say- she was the one who would make the ultimate decision if I was going to be taken away from my parents. She asked my mother a few questions, and she just broke down crying.. she said my baby just wants to go home, she keeps asking when do I get to go home mom... I just want her to be happy. So, this lady came in and talked to me for a few minutes.. she told my mom she usually doesn't do this, but I believe your daughter has not been abused. She can go home today. She needs to be seen by a therapist twice a week, and I need to know the name of the therapist and you need to sign a form that allows me to see her results of every session. If you miss a single session, your daughter will be coming with us.

I already had depression, anxiety, insomnia, adhd before this happened..

but a few months later.. My anxiety, depression.. everything got dramatically worse. I bit my nails till they bled, I tried to hang myself and commit suicide. I told my mom I wanted to kill myself so I was on suicide watch at school.. then a couple years later.. the migraines started... I remember one of them when I was in school, I asked my 6th grade teacher if I could call home and there it was, that look! lol I was shakey, I dropped my books and pen when I went to ask him..

My mother picked me up, I wasn't having them very often just a couple a year. But she knew the drill. motrin, sleep, and a puke bucket next to my bed lol. 

I still don't know what happened that day.. but I am 24, I have bipolar depession, chronic anxiety as well as several different types of anxiety, phobias, the insomnia got way worse... still have adhd...and 3 or 4 new disorders I can't even remember right now. I've been put on too many psych meds to count. I can't seem to hold on to a job, I'm addicted to drugs, My arms have scars from self inflicted cuts and burns all over them, my family considers me a failure (we don't get along too well) I got a dui, I'm homeless, I do always have a place to stay for a night or two, but not a place to live. I'm in so much debt someone once asked if I ever considered filing bankruptcy. I get suicidal thoughts almost on a daily basis. I've been to jail, rehab, psych wards.. and I get headaches almost every day, migraines about twice a month.

The only thing is.. I never lost control or feeling to one side of my body.

but whatever happened that day, the more I look into it.. All these disorders or problems seem to come from that day, when I was 6 years old.

Does anyone know what could have happened?

If it was a stroke or.. anything, it happened almost 20 years ago, would the tests even work?

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