luckyplatypus
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Some background:
I'm 19 years old, living at home and a college drop out (another topic entirely, but in case you're wondering, I dropped out because it felt a bit like a diploma mill and I also was feeling more consistently self-conscious there than ever before). Over the course of just over a year, I have been working on my depression so that I could stop being suicidal. After two suicide attempts, both involving police and lock-in mental institutions, I spent a year just coping until a series of three epiphany events that showed me why I should love life. Great, no longer suicidal at all and loving life.
That catches us up to today, and basically the past three to five months. I have so many things I want to be doing, but I just can't start doing them. I feel stuck. Sort of like a mental claustrophobia, is how I can best describe it. I recently realized that the root of my current problem is loneliness, from which all of my problems seem to have stemmed. It turns out loneliness can have physical effects*, such as obesity and rapid aging, among other dilemmas, as well as a slew of emotional problems, like depression. It seems to fit. I ended up scoring a 78 out of 80 on the UCLA Loneliness Scale, version 3. The "problem" could be drilled down yet another level, to emotional self-regulation and inaccurate persisting mental representations of, as well as reasoning about, others. I really didn't need to say all of that, but I thought some of you could find it useful. The point is, I have methods for finding solutions to my social anxiety, self-esteem, and self-confidence (among other similar things with tons of similar titles that I don't care to bother listing, but you get the point).
The problem:
I have no idea where to go to interact with people! All I do is sit around, alone, all day. My existing friendships feel more and more distant. I'm tired of calling them up and asking them if they want to do anything, since they're all perpetually too busy. So this leaves me with only the option of going out on my own, which heightens my social anxiety, but I guess it's all I can do. But where the hell do I go? I live in the suburbs—a particularly boring suburb—and have no income (hard to get a job when I feel so bad all the time) to pay for much gas. I don't have any ideas to get me around people regularly just to start experimenting with ways to lessen and/or eliminate the mental warfare that occurs when I'm out in public, and maybe start to act like a normal human being, or at least as much as I care to be. It's just very frustrating, and like I said earlier, it's like mental claustrophobia: I want to get out but have nowhere to go and no means to do so.
Ideas? Comments? Thoughts?
*I got my information on anxiety from neuroscientists specializing in behavioral sciences rather than the likes of Google, in case you're wondering.
- LP
I'm 19 years old, living at home and a college drop out (another topic entirely, but in case you're wondering, I dropped out because it felt a bit like a diploma mill and I also was feeling more consistently self-conscious there than ever before). Over the course of just over a year, I have been working on my depression so that I could stop being suicidal. After two suicide attempts, both involving police and lock-in mental institutions, I spent a year just coping until a series of three epiphany events that showed me why I should love life. Great, no longer suicidal at all and loving life.
That catches us up to today, and basically the past three to five months. I have so many things I want to be doing, but I just can't start doing them. I feel stuck. Sort of like a mental claustrophobia, is how I can best describe it. I recently realized that the root of my current problem is loneliness, from which all of my problems seem to have stemmed. It turns out loneliness can have physical effects*, such as obesity and rapid aging, among other dilemmas, as well as a slew of emotional problems, like depression. It seems to fit. I ended up scoring a 78 out of 80 on the UCLA Loneliness Scale, version 3. The "problem" could be drilled down yet another level, to emotional self-regulation and inaccurate persisting mental representations of, as well as reasoning about, others. I really didn't need to say all of that, but I thought some of you could find it useful. The point is, I have methods for finding solutions to my social anxiety, self-esteem, and self-confidence (among other similar things with tons of similar titles that I don't care to bother listing, but you get the point).
The problem:
I have no idea where to go to interact with people! All I do is sit around, alone, all day. My existing friendships feel more and more distant. I'm tired of calling them up and asking them if they want to do anything, since they're all perpetually too busy. So this leaves me with only the option of going out on my own, which heightens my social anxiety, but I guess it's all I can do. But where the hell do I go? I live in the suburbs—a particularly boring suburb—and have no income (hard to get a job when I feel so bad all the time) to pay for much gas. I don't have any ideas to get me around people regularly just to start experimenting with ways to lessen and/or eliminate the mental warfare that occurs when I'm out in public, and maybe start to act like a normal human being, or at least as much as I care to be. It's just very frustrating, and like I said earlier, it's like mental claustrophobia: I want to get out but have nowhere to go and no means to do so.
Ideas? Comments? Thoughts?
*I got my information on anxiety from neuroscientists specializing in behavioral sciences rather than the likes of Google, in case you're wondering.
- LP