Just Me
Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 9:59 pm
Hey people.
I don't really have a sob story. In fact, my life has been pretty damn good. I grew up in a big, very religious family. I never went hungry and was never abused. I was happy as a kid.
We moved a lot. Right when I entered middle school we moved again. I lost all of my friends. I realized I was not great at making new ones. I also realized that religion and me did not get along.
I got depressed. I had few friends. I had no energy. I gained weight. I could not relate to my religious family members and felt trapped as I had no one to talk to.
I dealt with this for over 10 years, pretending to be happy even when I felt nothing. Wishing I did not exist for much of the time. At 22, it came to a head and I had a breakdown. Family was supportive. I found out I had extremely low testosterone levels. I got treatment. I felt like I kind of got better.
I lost over 100 lbs. Exercised. Got a college degree. Got a good job. I never got to normality. I never had a day that I thought to myself "You know, I am glad I exist today.".
Then I found Booze. I was freakin HAPPY. I freakin LOVED it. Long story short, I became a hardcore alchoholic. A fifth a night, usually. Felt like shit during the day, enjoyed the evenings. Realized this couldn't last. Sought help. Got more meds. Stayed off booze for a month. Realized nothing had really changed, still didn't want to exist. Drank again. Here I am. Seeing a shrink soon. Don't know what to do. I love my friends and family enough not to kill myself, but I really don't enjoy this thing called 'living' very much either. I just need some support, honestly. Like I said, I don't know what to do. I wish I could just stop existing without hurting family and friends. I don't want your pity - but I realize the value of experience. Please, share with me...I know you will not have 'THE ANSWER', but I just need suggestions on how to cope. I am struggling.
Thanks people.
I don't really have a sob story. In fact, my life has been pretty damn good. I grew up in a big, very religious family. I never went hungry and was never abused. I was happy as a kid.
We moved a lot. Right when I entered middle school we moved again. I lost all of my friends. I realized I was not great at making new ones. I also realized that religion and me did not get along.
I got depressed. I had few friends. I had no energy. I gained weight. I could not relate to my religious family members and felt trapped as I had no one to talk to.
I dealt with this for over 10 years, pretending to be happy even when I felt nothing. Wishing I did not exist for much of the time. At 22, it came to a head and I had a breakdown. Family was supportive. I found out I had extremely low testosterone levels. I got treatment. I felt like I kind of got better.
I lost over 100 lbs. Exercised. Got a college degree. Got a good job. I never got to normality. I never had a day that I thought to myself "You know, I am glad I exist today.".
Then I found Booze. I was freakin HAPPY. I freakin LOVED it. Long story short, I became a hardcore alchoholic. A fifth a night, usually. Felt like shit during the day, enjoyed the evenings. Realized this couldn't last. Sought help. Got more meds. Stayed off booze for a month. Realized nothing had really changed, still didn't want to exist. Drank again. Here I am. Seeing a shrink soon. Don't know what to do. I love my friends and family enough not to kill myself, but I really don't enjoy this thing called 'living' very much either. I just need some support, honestly. Like I said, I don't know what to do. I wish I could just stop existing without hurting family and friends. I don't want your pity - but I realize the value of experience. Please, share with me...I know you will not have 'THE ANSWER', but I just need suggestions on how to cope. I am struggling.
Thanks people.