Hey, I've been on this forum for a while and don't post very much so I realize that eventually I'd have to write more than a few cryptic sentences and properly introduce myself (and my story).
I don't have a really hard time with friends, I have a couple of friends that I talk to all the time and drink with. I'm not too great at making new friends however. High school was very depressing for me until senior year. Though not nearly as bad as it is now. After graduation I took a two years off school and I will never be as happy as then. My life was absolutely great until 2006, when my girlfriend of two and half years and I broke up. I agreed with her that it was time to move on. However I didn't realize that it would be easier for me to climb Mt. Everest than to meet someone new. It didn't even bother me for a good six months after and a few flings. Since then I've had one relationship that lasted not two months and the last year has been a downward spiral into lonely agony. I drink a lot more, partly because of depression, and partly because my roommate and my best friend have turned into alcoholics. I try a new drug recreationally probably every month or so. I have a tremendous fear of doctors (not to mention no health insurance) so a shrink is out of the question. If I get really sick I would rather treat myself and risk death than visit a doctor. I work 40 hours a week for a shitty local cable provider and get treated like I'm not a human being half the time answering the phone. After work it's like getting out of prison. I have to keep this job because its the only job that will work with my school hours. Somehow I blow all of my money every paycheck and never get ahead. If you listen to the Sick Puppies album you'll get an idea. I hate my life right now.
Recurrent negative thoughts, suicidal thoughts, insomnia...the list goes on. I want to start smoking weed again to level out (been off it for a year since my last ex-gf) but my close friends took my lead and quit, and my former smoking friends have distanced themselves. I'm also too afraid it will damage my ambitions.
I want to learn how to rave. I want to get a motorcycle. I want to move to a foreign country. I want to be a stand up comedian. Everything gets in the way, partly alcohol, mostly my own mental crap, and partly my job washing my brain dry almost every day...
I don't have a really hard time with friends, I have a couple of friends that I talk to all the time and drink with. I'm not too great at making new friends however. High school was very depressing for me until senior year. Though not nearly as bad as it is now. After graduation I took a two years off school and I will never be as happy as then. My life was absolutely great until 2006, when my girlfriend of two and half years and I broke up. I agreed with her that it was time to move on. However I didn't realize that it would be easier for me to climb Mt. Everest than to meet someone new. It didn't even bother me for a good six months after and a few flings. Since then I've had one relationship that lasted not two months and the last year has been a downward spiral into lonely agony. I drink a lot more, partly because of depression, and partly because my roommate and my best friend have turned into alcoholics. I try a new drug recreationally probably every month or so. I have a tremendous fear of doctors (not to mention no health insurance) so a shrink is out of the question. If I get really sick I would rather treat myself and risk death than visit a doctor. I work 40 hours a week for a shitty local cable provider and get treated like I'm not a human being half the time answering the phone. After work it's like getting out of prison. I have to keep this job because its the only job that will work with my school hours. Somehow I blow all of my money every paycheck and never get ahead. If you listen to the Sick Puppies album you'll get an idea. I hate my life right now.
Recurrent negative thoughts, suicidal thoughts, insomnia...the list goes on. I want to start smoking weed again to level out (been off it for a year since my last ex-gf) but my close friends took my lead and quit, and my former smoking friends have distanced themselves. I'm also too afraid it will damage my ambitions.
I want to learn how to rave. I want to get a motorcycle. I want to move to a foreign country. I want to be a stand up comedian. Everything gets in the way, partly alcohol, mostly my own mental crap, and partly my job washing my brain dry almost every day...