Sheepish
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Good morning.
So I've been reading these forums for about a year, maybe longer but never signed up due to never feeling the need to share anything or running the risk of someone I may know reading anything I type, but its reached a point where I feel the need to vent or at least see if anyones life has followed a similar pattern and managed to escape it. Just incase anyone I do know comes across this I'm not using a normal online name, although its rather fitting at times.
Where to begin, well I guess I'll start with saying that I'm 28, male and from England. I've pretty much spent the past 10 years locked away in a single room where I spend my days playing mmo's and other games and talking to the usual online friends for those past 10 years. None of them actually know the full extent of my problems, if any of them, I'm extremely private and keep everything bottled up and surpressed which tends to fester. Forgive me if this is a rather disjointed spew but I'm not very good at expressing myself.
I'll start right from the beginning, at age 15 I was attacked in broad day light by a group of guys on the top floor of a double decker bus, it was rather brutal, nothing sexual just a good solid beating and mugging for no other reason then I was an easy target (was only 5ft back then). After that I pretty much tanked my GCSE's, I was expected to get 9 but only got 5, I was skipping school out of fear of leaving the house but when the school brought it to my mums attention I played it off and just delt with it and finished the exams. I then went on to do my A levels, but 1/3 of the way in I completely recoiled from society, I stopped going out and sat on my computer day in and day out. This went on for about 2 years, I started to put weight on having going from an active kid to a microwave chip eating counter strike addict.
At 18 we moved from London to Wales and I was in a small village isolated from everyone and everything, there I put on more weight which made me even more determined to shy away from people. It was there that I shut off from the world until we were forced to move back to England 7 years later due to my mums partner being a complete and utter shitbag. So I was 25, 5ft6 and 230lbs and stuck in a house in the south east of England surrounded by people who terrified me. Going from no people to thousands almost drove me over the edge.
Then one day when I was 26 I woke up, caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw this monster staring back at me, I knew I had to do something about it so I stopped eating, I didnt eat a thing for almost 4 months and then after that only 500-1000 cals a day. I went from 230lbs down to 140lbs and thought losing all the weight would help, but it didn't. I still refused to go out, even the garden was hardwork incase one of the neighbours were out and about.
Now to the more relevant points, I'm not sure why I rambled on about all the other stuff but I guess it helps to vent and get some sort of background. When I was coming up to my 28th birthday I decided enough was enough and went to the doctors and got help through various therapies, the most important one was the cognitive behavioural therapy which helped me to ignore the paranoia of everyone staring at me and allowed me to go out freely which I can now do (for the most part).
So now I'm almost 29 and I'm still not right, getting back on track is so hard, I cant get a job because my CV is blank and the moment they see any health issue on it, it goes out the window. Although I can go out I have no reason to nor do I have any money to spare even if I did. About a week ago I also tried to take my own life, if it wasn't for me vomitting after downing a bottle of pills I wouldn't of survived. I've made an appointment with my GP to talk about anti depressents, I've never taken medication for any of my issues but I really think I need them.
These things are just part of the problem really, the real issue and reason for me trying to end my life is the loneliness. I'm almost 29 and never had a girlfriend, its a bit hard to find one when you lock yourself away for 10 years plus both my only friends live out of the country so I never get to see them and I don't make friends easily, or at all in the real world.
So I guess if you are still reading what I wanted to ask is, has anyone been in a similar situation and escaped? Is medication a viable option? The thought of being on them for any length of time worries me greatly. And lastly, is the lack of experience with the opposite sex a huge deal especially at my age? The fear I have of telling any woman I may begin anything with is so embarrassing it stops me from even trying and don't suggest lying, thats just not going to happen.
Thanks for reading and any information you can provide to help. Once again, I apologise for the long long mundane post.
So I've been reading these forums for about a year, maybe longer but never signed up due to never feeling the need to share anything or running the risk of someone I may know reading anything I type, but its reached a point where I feel the need to vent or at least see if anyones life has followed a similar pattern and managed to escape it. Just incase anyone I do know comes across this I'm not using a normal online name, although its rather fitting at times.
Where to begin, well I guess I'll start with saying that I'm 28, male and from England. I've pretty much spent the past 10 years locked away in a single room where I spend my days playing mmo's and other games and talking to the usual online friends for those past 10 years. None of them actually know the full extent of my problems, if any of them, I'm extremely private and keep everything bottled up and surpressed which tends to fester. Forgive me if this is a rather disjointed spew but I'm not very good at expressing myself.
I'll start right from the beginning, at age 15 I was attacked in broad day light by a group of guys on the top floor of a double decker bus, it was rather brutal, nothing sexual just a good solid beating and mugging for no other reason then I was an easy target (was only 5ft back then). After that I pretty much tanked my GCSE's, I was expected to get 9 but only got 5, I was skipping school out of fear of leaving the house but when the school brought it to my mums attention I played it off and just delt with it and finished the exams. I then went on to do my A levels, but 1/3 of the way in I completely recoiled from society, I stopped going out and sat on my computer day in and day out. This went on for about 2 years, I started to put weight on having going from an active kid to a microwave chip eating counter strike addict.
At 18 we moved from London to Wales and I was in a small village isolated from everyone and everything, there I put on more weight which made me even more determined to shy away from people. It was there that I shut off from the world until we were forced to move back to England 7 years later due to my mums partner being a complete and utter shitbag. So I was 25, 5ft6 and 230lbs and stuck in a house in the south east of England surrounded by people who terrified me. Going from no people to thousands almost drove me over the edge.
Then one day when I was 26 I woke up, caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and saw this monster staring back at me, I knew I had to do something about it so I stopped eating, I didnt eat a thing for almost 4 months and then after that only 500-1000 cals a day. I went from 230lbs down to 140lbs and thought losing all the weight would help, but it didn't. I still refused to go out, even the garden was hardwork incase one of the neighbours were out and about.
Now to the more relevant points, I'm not sure why I rambled on about all the other stuff but I guess it helps to vent and get some sort of background. When I was coming up to my 28th birthday I decided enough was enough and went to the doctors and got help through various therapies, the most important one was the cognitive behavioural therapy which helped me to ignore the paranoia of everyone staring at me and allowed me to go out freely which I can now do (for the most part).
So now I'm almost 29 and I'm still not right, getting back on track is so hard, I cant get a job because my CV is blank and the moment they see any health issue on it, it goes out the window. Although I can go out I have no reason to nor do I have any money to spare even if I did. About a week ago I also tried to take my own life, if it wasn't for me vomitting after downing a bottle of pills I wouldn't of survived. I've made an appointment with my GP to talk about anti depressents, I've never taken medication for any of my issues but I really think I need them.
These things are just part of the problem really, the real issue and reason for me trying to end my life is the loneliness. I'm almost 29 and never had a girlfriend, its a bit hard to find one when you lock yourself away for 10 years plus both my only friends live out of the country so I never get to see them and I don't make friends easily, or at all in the real world.
So I guess if you are still reading what I wanted to ask is, has anyone been in a similar situation and escaped? Is medication a viable option? The thought of being on them for any length of time worries me greatly. And lastly, is the lack of experience with the opposite sex a huge deal especially at my age? The fear I have of telling any woman I may begin anything with is so embarrassing it stops me from even trying and don't suggest lying, thats just not going to happen.
Thanks for reading and any information you can provide to help. Once again, I apologise for the long long mundane post.