Obscurelex wrote:
3. For most of April I was a 1-2. I've been pretty depressed for the past couple of years, considering a change of lifestyle from what I had before. At 18, I moved to St. Louis from Minnesota because my step dad got a job here. So, I tagged along figuring a new city could bring about a new, exciting life. I was wrong. Life today is excruciating and I'm afraid to change any small thing about it. I've become more bitter, apathetic, and agoraphobic. I hate the person I've become. I want to change, but I'm afraid to. Instead, I cope by self-harming or drinking. I know that's not helping me in any sort of way. I know that it's killing me. So, yes...I feel like a 3. For now. My emotions fluctuate every f**king hour...
I hear you on the self-harm, the self-hate, and the agoraphobia. have had too many changes happen in my life in the last 5-10 years, and too much family pressure. I'm happiest alone, but I have a family. also, if left to myself, I will stay that way (silent, not talking to anyone, in my own world) and just be online all the time. interactions with NT's go worse then ....
I'm trying to seek help, but people in my life can't imagine why because they don't understand what life is like for me. I recently learned the term "pet project" and realized -- that's what I am to some people in my life. it sucks. I'm a human being, maybe not their "ideal" ..... but I'm a human being and not their lab rat ......
so combine sadness with some deep rage there, because I found out this "how do we fix her" mentality has been going on since my childhood. (1970s/1980s - some of the dark ages of child psychology).
I don't act out, I never did ..... I take it out on myself, and that's where the cycles of self-harm and chronic isolation come in. I excel in both. probably because society does not have a place for me to excel in anything useful or lucrative that does not require a Ph.D. that I don't have.