Really pissed off today (relationship trigger?)
Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 12:33 am
{Sorry in advance, I hate separating my writings into paragraphs, so it's going to be one huge paragraph, I'm sorry}
Hey everybody, I haven't been on here in awhile, but my depression is flaring up almost everyday now. I moved into college about 3 weeks ago, and I think it's probably a lot of stress and stuff for the most part. But the part that's really tearing me up is this girl. I met her about 1-2 months before we moved onto campus, and she seemed perfect. We liked the same stuff, we had a lot in common, and we got along (over the internet). This is the thing about me, if I'm talking to someone on MSN or over texts or something I'm a really nice guy and I'm open. But when I'm in person I'm a lot different. I don't like being around people because I get very uncomfortable and paranoid. I feel like everybody's thinking about me, and all the stuff I'm doing wrong. I can feel a million bad thoughts just about ME. I'm not trying to say the world revolves around me or anything, but I feel like I'm just so weird I attract attention that way. Anyways, so we finally moved onto campus. I met Erin for the first time and we were inseparable. For the first whole week we spent nearly every second we were awake with each other. I know this is very unhealthy, but we both seemed fine with it. I loved being with her, she loved being with me. The first night, when she finally left, we had our first quick kiss and my roommate did his little act of "Your first kiss, I'm so proud." (Haha, very funny Adam) As we got to know each other more we kissed more, we got a little more physical, and eventually she began sleeping in my room. I loved it, all except I only have a twin-sized loft. Without even realizing it, we were now with each other all-day AND all-night. This felt perfect because I've never really been in a serious relationship. I don't hold relationships for long, mostly because of my depression. Well the other day I talked to a teacher and I found out that my $4000 music scholarship would only stay at $4000 if I AT LEAST minored in music. The teacher wanted me to major in music so she threw me into like 3 more classes on top of what I already had. This put me at 15 credit hours when a freshman is only allowed 11 max. This stressed me out incredibly and I started locking myself in my room, wrapping myself in my comforter, and crying for hours each night. I finally built up the courage and changed my classes and said I CANNOT do 15 hours of classes. My advisor finally found out and helped me get everything figured out. Anyways, back to Erin, she took my disappearances as a personal offense, like I no longer wanted to be with her. She started hanging out with other guys and she looked so happy. The main thing I've learned about my depression is I put myself so incredibly down I talk myself out of talking to anybody. I got physically sick a few times while I was stressed out and I didn't talk to anybody, but I still went to the mall and stuff with everybody. I think everybody asked me if I was ok, but all I could tell them was that I was fine. I didn't want to bother anybody with my story, so I just kept quiet. Finally Erin asked and I gave her the same answer. She didn't know me well enough to know what my body language means. Anyways, she started into that time of the month, so she was now insulted by my actions AND pissed off at the world. Eventually she got me alone in my room and told me that either I had to give her "more" or we weren't going to work out. I asked her what the meant by "more", but she couldn't give me an answer. She left pissed off, and I just sat and thought about what she had asked of me. I came out with the idea that I was giving her everything I really could at that point, and if that wasn't enough, then we weren't going to work out. So I wrote up my text message saying that I think we should break up. {{Note to all guys who don't know...NEVER BREAK UP WITH A GIRL OVER TEXT OR ANYTHING BESIDES TO HER FACE, I have gotten so much shit for the past week that I don't want to talk to anyone anymore.}} So I've been trying to straighten out my life, but my depression has come back hard, again. My roommate was going out with Erin's best friend up until about two nights ago, so he was no help for the past week. Actually, he was harming me more than helping my situation. But they broke up and now he's somewhat helping, but I don't see much of him. Ok, so, the whole break up was probably a good thing. If she had just gone away and didn't have to see her anymore I'd be fine, but NO! She still lives just down the hall, and now she's going out with one of my best friends here. He's an incredibly nice guy, and she's his first girlfriend. From what I've heard from guys who really know Erin, she did the exact same thing she did to me, to the guy before me, and even to the guy before him. Anybody seeing a pattern??? I'm really afraid she's going to do the same thing to my friend, but nobody else seems to really care if he gets hurt or not. I've become very good friends with this girl named Charlee. She's dating the RA for our floor so I've gotten to be pretty good friends with him too, but I still hate it when I'm just around them and they start kissing and shit (<---beside the point). (Back to my situation) Now I'm having completely mixed feelings about everything. I feel like three people. 1) I'm jealous because Erin's doing the EXACT same thing to my friend that she did to me (same beginning act, I mean). 2) I'm pissed at her because of what she did. And 3) I'm pissed at her because of what she MIGHT do to my friend. Now when people ask me what's wrong I just tell them I either want to hurt someone, even myself (no, I have never cut myself and never will, I think it's stupid), or I want to break something. I also want to make Erin feel as horrible as I do right now. We broke up, but she walks around, under yet another guy's arm, and looks like she's very proud of what she's caused in my life. I want her to hurt as much as I do. (Also, I was just talking to Erin's best friend's roommate (who I'm good friends with) and she said that she heard Erin and Kelsey talking about me, and apparently they said something like "Did you see him in the room yesterday? He's so happy, like everything's ok." Pisses me off actually.)
Anyways, I guess I needed to tell SOMEONE. If you want to to comment, share experiences, or have some advice I'd love to here it. Thanks to anybody who actually read this.
Hey everybody, I haven't been on here in awhile, but my depression is flaring up almost everyday now. I moved into college about 3 weeks ago, and I think it's probably a lot of stress and stuff for the most part. But the part that's really tearing me up is this girl. I met her about 1-2 months before we moved onto campus, and she seemed perfect. We liked the same stuff, we had a lot in common, and we got along (over the internet). This is the thing about me, if I'm talking to someone on MSN or over texts or something I'm a really nice guy and I'm open. But when I'm in person I'm a lot different. I don't like being around people because I get very uncomfortable and paranoid. I feel like everybody's thinking about me, and all the stuff I'm doing wrong. I can feel a million bad thoughts just about ME. I'm not trying to say the world revolves around me or anything, but I feel like I'm just so weird I attract attention that way. Anyways, so we finally moved onto campus. I met Erin for the first time and we were inseparable. For the first whole week we spent nearly every second we were awake with each other. I know this is very unhealthy, but we both seemed fine with it. I loved being with her, she loved being with me. The first night, when she finally left, we had our first quick kiss and my roommate did his little act of "Your first kiss, I'm so proud." (Haha, very funny Adam) As we got to know each other more we kissed more, we got a little more physical, and eventually she began sleeping in my room. I loved it, all except I only have a twin-sized loft. Without even realizing it, we were now with each other all-day AND all-night. This felt perfect because I've never really been in a serious relationship. I don't hold relationships for long, mostly because of my depression. Well the other day I talked to a teacher and I found out that my $4000 music scholarship would only stay at $4000 if I AT LEAST minored in music. The teacher wanted me to major in music so she threw me into like 3 more classes on top of what I already had. This put me at 15 credit hours when a freshman is only allowed 11 max. This stressed me out incredibly and I started locking myself in my room, wrapping myself in my comforter, and crying for hours each night. I finally built up the courage and changed my classes and said I CANNOT do 15 hours of classes. My advisor finally found out and helped me get everything figured out. Anyways, back to Erin, she took my disappearances as a personal offense, like I no longer wanted to be with her. She started hanging out with other guys and she looked so happy. The main thing I've learned about my depression is I put myself so incredibly down I talk myself out of talking to anybody. I got physically sick a few times while I was stressed out and I didn't talk to anybody, but I still went to the mall and stuff with everybody. I think everybody asked me if I was ok, but all I could tell them was that I was fine. I didn't want to bother anybody with my story, so I just kept quiet. Finally Erin asked and I gave her the same answer. She didn't know me well enough to know what my body language means. Anyways, she started into that time of the month, so she was now insulted by my actions AND pissed off at the world. Eventually she got me alone in my room and told me that either I had to give her "more" or we weren't going to work out. I asked her what the meant by "more", but she couldn't give me an answer. She left pissed off, and I just sat and thought about what she had asked of me. I came out with the idea that I was giving her everything I really could at that point, and if that wasn't enough, then we weren't going to work out. So I wrote up my text message saying that I think we should break up. {{Note to all guys who don't know...NEVER BREAK UP WITH A GIRL OVER TEXT OR ANYTHING BESIDES TO HER FACE, I have gotten so much shit for the past week that I don't want to talk to anyone anymore.}} So I've been trying to straighten out my life, but my depression has come back hard, again. My roommate was going out with Erin's best friend up until about two nights ago, so he was no help for the past week. Actually, he was harming me more than helping my situation. But they broke up and now he's somewhat helping, but I don't see much of him. Ok, so, the whole break up was probably a good thing. If she had just gone away and didn't have to see her anymore I'd be fine, but NO! She still lives just down the hall, and now she's going out with one of my best friends here. He's an incredibly nice guy, and she's his first girlfriend. From what I've heard from guys who really know Erin, she did the exact same thing she did to me, to the guy before me, and even to the guy before him. Anybody seeing a pattern??? I'm really afraid she's going to do the same thing to my friend, but nobody else seems to really care if he gets hurt or not. I've become very good friends with this girl named Charlee. She's dating the RA for our floor so I've gotten to be pretty good friends with him too, but I still hate it when I'm just around them and they start kissing and shit (<---beside the point). (Back to my situation) Now I'm having completely mixed feelings about everything. I feel like three people. 1) I'm jealous because Erin's doing the EXACT same thing to my friend that she did to me (same beginning act, I mean). 2) I'm pissed at her because of what she did. And 3) I'm pissed at her because of what she MIGHT do to my friend. Now when people ask me what's wrong I just tell them I either want to hurt someone, even myself (no, I have never cut myself and never will, I think it's stupid), or I want to break something. I also want to make Erin feel as horrible as I do right now. We broke up, but she walks around, under yet another guy's arm, and looks like she's very proud of what she's caused in my life. I want her to hurt as much as I do. (Also, I was just talking to Erin's best friend's roommate (who I'm good friends with) and she said that she heard Erin and Kelsey talking about me, and apparently they said something like "Did you see him in the room yesterday? He's so happy, like everything's ok." Pisses me off actually.)
Anyways, I guess I needed to tell SOMEONE. If you want to to comment, share experiences, or have some advice I'd love to here it. Thanks to anybody who actually read this.