I'm depressed....
Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2012 7:47 am
I've had bouts when I felt REALLY depressed in my life. I don't think it's clinical depression, because I always have causes that I can point to and say, "This is making me depressed". Problem is, I can't change it.
It's gotten really bad in the last week. Sometimes I think the Internet makes things so much worse, even though it does great things. I can't go on social media sites like Facebook without feeling inferior. My friends are away from me or drifting away (two have never been very close, and the other two close ones live fairly far away from me, so I have no one). My family is about all I can rely on, and I can't even visit them though they live 40 minutes away because I'm being forced to work all the time or be in classes. I'm shy and anxious and it's killing me. I've lost interest in my career subject somewhat (and I've been in college for 6 years already - I'm very nearly 24 years old). I don't want to go to an internship that badly, I don't want graduate school, but to get my license for the major I have to do it. I don't have a love interest but desperately want one (I've never had one, just a few dates here and there). I have a mad crush on someone with whom I can never be with and it's killing me because I already feel so damned alone. All I can think about is people I care about and those I've never met are going to their eternal doom and since I'm empathic, it's all I can think about. The futile things in my life can't keep me happy anymore because they are pointless and yet, I am living here and now and can do nothing about it. I don't like one of my jobs but have to do it so it looks good on an internship application. I'm UNHAPPY. I've spent the last several days having crying spells, tears are dripping on the desk as I type, and I've barely eaten a thing in the last couple of days. No appetite. I can't afford therapy unless I can get my parents to pay for it, and then my mom will try to push for me to back on antidepressants to curb my anxiety, but I know for a fact that those same antidepressants were giving me side-effects that just gave me more anxiety. I am in utter anguish. I actually skipped class to type this out, and because I just wasn't feeling well mentally, emotionally, and as a result, physically. I feel like I should get on my knees and ask God for help, but I've done that before, and nothing changes. Am I supposed to be stuck in this emotional misery? What can I do? There are so many problems I don't know where to start. I'm hurting so bad and I can't seem to find the way out.
It's gotten really bad in the last week. Sometimes I think the Internet makes things so much worse, even though it does great things. I can't go on social media sites like Facebook without feeling inferior. My friends are away from me or drifting away (two have never been very close, and the other two close ones live fairly far away from me, so I have no one). My family is about all I can rely on, and I can't even visit them though they live 40 minutes away because I'm being forced to work all the time or be in classes. I'm shy and anxious and it's killing me. I've lost interest in my career subject somewhat (and I've been in college for 6 years already - I'm very nearly 24 years old). I don't want to go to an internship that badly, I don't want graduate school, but to get my license for the major I have to do it. I don't have a love interest but desperately want one (I've never had one, just a few dates here and there). I have a mad crush on someone with whom I can never be with and it's killing me because I already feel so damned alone. All I can think about is people I care about and those I've never met are going to their eternal doom and since I'm empathic, it's all I can think about. The futile things in my life can't keep me happy anymore because they are pointless and yet, I am living here and now and can do nothing about it. I don't like one of my jobs but have to do it so it looks good on an internship application. I'm UNHAPPY. I've spent the last several days having crying spells, tears are dripping on the desk as I type, and I've barely eaten a thing in the last couple of days. No appetite. I can't afford therapy unless I can get my parents to pay for it, and then my mom will try to push for me to back on antidepressants to curb my anxiety, but I know for a fact that those same antidepressants were giving me side-effects that just gave me more anxiety. I am in utter anguish. I actually skipped class to type this out, and because I just wasn't feeling well mentally, emotionally, and as a result, physically. I feel like I should get on my knees and ask God for help, but I've done that before, and nothing changes. Am I supposed to be stuck in this emotional misery? What can I do? There are so many problems I don't know where to start. I'm hurting so bad and I can't seem to find the way out.