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MustafaAli
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Hi all,
I'm new here and yet I feel compelled to share some personal thoughts about myself here after realizing that I cannot burden any of my friends more so than I have.
I'm not new to depression and have had bouts of it for many years, but I find myself back into a low in spite of some medication( Lamictal) that I've been taking to get back on track. My sadness has come to a point in which right now I'm contemplating just breaking down and crying to myself. It's been so long since I've felt this way, this deep sadness affecting my mental faculties and desire for existence.
I'm sitting here slouched in my chair tapping away at my keyboard on top of my Maths homework unable to focus and figure out what on earth a hyperbola is and how to derive an equation. I don't care to figure it because I know I can't and I know I'm just hopeless. I don't want to do anything but sleep and just sleep but I can't. I can't clear my mind enough to sleep nor can I willfully cry to myself. It's been so long since I've cried. All I do is internalize and as such I will internalize more.
I can't help but wish I could have the energy to be happy and giddy. I wish I could just step out of this and become a real part of the world. What has happened to me? Why have I fallen into this?
It started because of a girl and for some reasons, I can't understand why it threw me out of balance. From extreme happiness to nothing I guess I am still in a shock about it. Unbalanced from that first unrequited love that was in retrospect nothing more than a passing obsession. Again with another one under false pretenses of attraction on my part and I took advantage and then realized that in being false, I was hurting her and myself. I was defiling another human being just to give her a semblance of my returning that affection. These are things I hate to admit and have guilted me.
My family hasn't been supportive to what I'd like. My father has been a pillar of stability in a household that is broken. My mother is insane and lives on a separate floor making our lives miserable. She exudes hatred and vicious words. She makes me hate myself and throughout my childhood told me that I was garbage, the worst of the worst, rock-bottom. She destroyed my self-esteem and even once told me to kill myself and in that she'd help. This woman who claims to be a devout Catholic has made me hate myself. Only did I finally have it manifest into what I have today.
I found God as a way to help me out of this rut and lately it's been hard to focus on Him. I've been too saddened by my own petty problems and insecurities. I haven't been myself and even that, I don't remember. Who am I? I can't say because I'm always changing who I am depending on who I'm around. My friends don't know me any better than I know myself. I've turned to alcohol to drown my problems and tobacco. I've taken to excesses and even at such a young age, I can't help but wonder where I'll be in college and after that.
I need to find strength to go to Church and to find Him. I need to get out of this but right now I just want to cry to myself. I just want to cuddle up, cry, and not wake up the next morning because I know that I'll face the harsh reality that I'm a failure to myself, to my family, and to the world at large. School is nothing more than a recognition of my poor intelligence and failure in spite of my hard work which has since disappeared because of this.
I don't know what I wish or hope to accomplish but I needed to get this out to you all. Sorry for the length.
I'm new here and yet I feel compelled to share some personal thoughts about myself here after realizing that I cannot burden any of my friends more so than I have.
I'm not new to depression and have had bouts of it for many years, but I find myself back into a low in spite of some medication( Lamictal) that I've been taking to get back on track. My sadness has come to a point in which right now I'm contemplating just breaking down and crying to myself. It's been so long since I've felt this way, this deep sadness affecting my mental faculties and desire for existence.
I'm sitting here slouched in my chair tapping away at my keyboard on top of my Maths homework unable to focus and figure out what on earth a hyperbola is and how to derive an equation. I don't care to figure it because I know I can't and I know I'm just hopeless. I don't want to do anything but sleep and just sleep but I can't. I can't clear my mind enough to sleep nor can I willfully cry to myself. It's been so long since I've cried. All I do is internalize and as such I will internalize more.
I can't help but wish I could have the energy to be happy and giddy. I wish I could just step out of this and become a real part of the world. What has happened to me? Why have I fallen into this?
It started because of a girl and for some reasons, I can't understand why it threw me out of balance. From extreme happiness to nothing I guess I am still in a shock about it. Unbalanced from that first unrequited love that was in retrospect nothing more than a passing obsession. Again with another one under false pretenses of attraction on my part and I took advantage and then realized that in being false, I was hurting her and myself. I was defiling another human being just to give her a semblance of my returning that affection. These are things I hate to admit and have guilted me.
My family hasn't been supportive to what I'd like. My father has been a pillar of stability in a household that is broken. My mother is insane and lives on a separate floor making our lives miserable. She exudes hatred and vicious words. She makes me hate myself and throughout my childhood told me that I was garbage, the worst of the worst, rock-bottom. She destroyed my self-esteem and even once told me to kill myself and in that she'd help. This woman who claims to be a devout Catholic has made me hate myself. Only did I finally have it manifest into what I have today.
I found God as a way to help me out of this rut and lately it's been hard to focus on Him. I've been too saddened by my own petty problems and insecurities. I haven't been myself and even that, I don't remember. Who am I? I can't say because I'm always changing who I am depending on who I'm around. My friends don't know me any better than I know myself. I've turned to alcohol to drown my problems and tobacco. I've taken to excesses and even at such a young age, I can't help but wonder where I'll be in college and after that.
I need to find strength to go to Church and to find Him. I need to get out of this but right now I just want to cry to myself. I just want to cuddle up, cry, and not wake up the next morning because I know that I'll face the harsh reality that I'm a failure to myself, to my family, and to the world at large. School is nothing more than a recognition of my poor intelligence and failure in spite of my hard work which has since disappeared because of this.
I don't know what I wish or hope to accomplish but I needed to get this out to you all. Sorry for the length.
. I know it's hard to laugh and have fun right now but maybe you could watch a good comedy show to lift your spirits some. Talk to God, He is always listening. Sending you
hugs and prayers.