my story
Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 4:39 pm
wow this is harder than i thought, i don't really know where to start. well i'm a girl n i'm 20. i was diagnosed with clinical depression in November but i believe i've been dealing with it for most of my life. i'm socially awkward, i hate my life, i feel alone all the time and i find it very difficult to trust people or to make friends. the friends that i do have, i feel like they're sick of me most the time, that i'm a burden to them and that there is always a more important friend to them. i know that might sound stupid and selfish but its just how i feel. i would love to be able to feel like there was someone that i could rely on and that i could confide in completely but there is no one and i just feel so alone. i had a big fight with my mam last monday too and we haven't spoken since. she's absolutely mad, i believe theres soomething wrong with her too but i don't know what. when i told her that i was taking meds for depression she said- oh right and went ahead with whatever she was doing. her n my dad had a fight about six weeks ago and she hasn't spoken to him since either. the house is so tense even tho my dad is a lot more relaxed when she isn't nagging him all the time. he also suffers from depression and high blood pressure and has done so for years. my mother is the most stubborn person that i have ever met and she must always be right about everything. she doesn't deal with issues and she is also a hoarder. our house is full to bursting with every type of clothes and bags and shoes etc. we have clothes in piles in the spare room, the kitchen and the hall and the house is a complete tip, so much so that we haven't had visitors in our house in years. in my entire life i have had three friends visit my house and they were confined to my room, the sitting room and the toilet so that we could hide the state of the house. my mam would move the piles of shoes that she has lining the hall into another room for anyone that visited. no one realised just how much effort it was to visit my house! i remember one time my friend and her mam came over randomly for a visit and i had to pretend we were going out and couldnt let them into the house. it was so completely humiliating. i feel like i missed out on a large part of my childhood in that way. like the three closest friends i have in my life right now one of them whom i've been friends with for nine years has never been in my house. its beyond ridiculous. we were also brought up thought that we were to keepeverything secret. my mam would give out to us if we told anybody anything to a point where i would be afraid to tell anyone anything. if we were going down the country for a few days she would tell us not to tell anyone that we were going and wouldn't even let my dad tell his father, our grandad most times even though he only lived two doors down (he's since died). in would love to do something as simple as have a friend over but i never could and at this point i really just want out of this house but i dont have the money and i don't think i'm emotionally ready either. i can't look after myself. i seriously don't know the simplest of things about living by myself or taking care of myself and i think i anyone saw the way that i lived that they would be in shock and disgusted by me. i just don't know what to do anymore. i just cannot cope anymore. everything is just so difficult 
