Why I am here today
Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2012 6:59 pm
I have never been diagnosed with depression (most likely because no one but a few friends know about it.) I am in college right now and my first semester was so hard I could barley manage to survive it. I was only taking 15 credits, but I hated my classes and being away from my family and friends. I am quite shy and slightly socially awkward so making friends is always a challenge for me.
Some days I would be doing so well. I would laugh and smile, and then this wave of despair would crash over me and all I would want to do is climb in a hole and stay there forever. That makes it very difficult to hide my suddenly changing moods from my family. I am so ashamed of the way I feel. I should be living life to the fullest considering how good my life is (I have to work hard, but I get a lot of what I want), but I never seem to be happy.
My friend thinks my situation is due to the pressure I put on myself to be perfect all the time. Right now I am sitting locked in my dorm room because I don't want anyone to see me like this.
I try so hard to be happy, and sometimes it works, but then I do something, or don't do it, and it all comes crashing down. Like today: I made a promise with my friend that I would talk to this guy I like in my class (we talk a bit but not much). I sat right across from him and couldn't say a word. I felt like my world was just caving in around me because of my failure. I look at myself and say, "Why couldn't you just ask him how his weekend was? Is that so hard to do?"
Every time I take a step forward, I seem to fall back ten. I guess i just need someone to talk to. Someone who won't judge me for what controls my life at times.
And that is what brought me here today.
Some days I would be doing so well. I would laugh and smile, and then this wave of despair would crash over me and all I would want to do is climb in a hole and stay there forever. That makes it very difficult to hide my suddenly changing moods from my family. I am so ashamed of the way I feel. I should be living life to the fullest considering how good my life is (I have to work hard, but I get a lot of what I want), but I never seem to be happy.
My friend thinks my situation is due to the pressure I put on myself to be perfect all the time. Right now I am sitting locked in my dorm room because I don't want anyone to see me like this.
I try so hard to be happy, and sometimes it works, but then I do something, or don't do it, and it all comes crashing down. Like today: I made a promise with my friend that I would talk to this guy I like in my class (we talk a bit but not much). I sat right across from him and couldn't say a word. I felt like my world was just caving in around me because of my failure. I look at myself and say, "Why couldn't you just ask him how his weekend was? Is that so hard to do?"
Every time I take a step forward, I seem to fall back ten. I guess i just need someone to talk to. Someone who won't judge me for what controls my life at times.
And that is what brought me here today.