These days I can't help but walk around with a rainy cloud over my head. I know it's just a phase that people have to go through, but I want someone to talk to and I don't know where to turn. I feel stuck contained in a black box.
My parents are going through a bitter divorce. The cause is nothing that extreme, like adultery, merely a continual difference of opinion. I should know as a recently turned adult that this is normal, but seeing them fight on a day to day basis and talking bad about one another sears my heart. I've tried to direct my attention elsewhere, school for example, yet even when I've done decently at it, it's not something that people would go oohs and aahs. Maybe unconsciously or consciously I want to do well in school to divert their attention.
I also tried to do activities my close friend enjoys. Turns out since I am new to the task and have no idea of what is going on, she ignores me throughout the activity we do together, and when we returned home to our apartment she stays silent, angry at me.
I don't know what to do. I'm not one to like pessimism, but somehow I am one now. I truly hate myself and because of that I sometimes cry out of the blue. I'm sorry to burden you with my story, but I cannot turn to the people around me--not even my close friends--because I'm too embarrassed to say that I have a problem.
Please advice me on what to do.
My parents are going through a bitter divorce. The cause is nothing that extreme, like adultery, merely a continual difference of opinion. I should know as a recently turned adult that this is normal, but seeing them fight on a day to day basis and talking bad about one another sears my heart. I've tried to direct my attention elsewhere, school for example, yet even when I've done decently at it, it's not something that people would go oohs and aahs. Maybe unconsciously or consciously I want to do well in school to divert their attention.
I also tried to do activities my close friend enjoys. Turns out since I am new to the task and have no idea of what is going on, she ignores me throughout the activity we do together, and when we returned home to our apartment she stays silent, angry at me.
I don't know what to do. I'm not one to like pessimism, but somehow I am one now. I truly hate myself and because of that I sometimes cry out of the blue. I'm sorry to burden you with my story, but I cannot turn to the people around me--not even my close friends--because I'm too embarrassed to say that I have a problem.
Please advice me on what to do.