I have also suffered from anxiety my whole life, which my citalopram (anti-anxiety/depression medication) has helped with, but I am still plagued with anxiety.
I am mostly happy all the time, but am easily triggered into depression and suicidal thoughts when I see someone being mean. I don't know why, but the littlest remark can send me spiraling into wanting to die, even if it's not directed at me. That is the one part of depression that I can't shake. I have to force myself not to look at a lot of things on the internet because I know that comments will upset me, but often things will pop up where I don't expect it. The last several days have been especially bothersome.
I love making friends and talking to people, especially when they need someone to listen. I have very little self-esteem, so any time I help people in any way, I feel like I've done something kind of worthwhile.
My greatest gift (which usually seems more like a curse) is that I feel what other people are feeling. Other people and their well being matter so much to me. A lot of times people think that I'm just pretending to be interested in them, or I'm faking sympathy. I'm not. Everything about me is painfully real.
If you have a problem, or want to get to know me better, or just have something random to say, feel free to message me.
