I never wrote back because things had gotten a bit better. Go read my last few posts in the love advice thread.
I feel as if it will not get better, and I will never really get to be with this girl. I feel the worst that I have ever felt in my life right now and I think I will really go though with killing myself.
Doesn't sound very rational. I read the other thread and I can't really make sense of a real reason. The emotional quality seems quite sensational and over the place. I'd advice that you seek some help.
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I feel like I might be a compulsive liar.
Said lies make me lose sight of who I am, leading me to an identity crisis.
It is good that you are able to self realize and reflect. This is a key part to becoming a better person. All that matters is the future, and what matters is that you have new knowledge now that you can act on to make your future better. Really think about who you want to be, what you stand for, and write it down and read it the next day. Set goals for yourself.
I get really anxious in most social situations
When I am in a social situation, I usually emulate the personalities of the people around me. It works out well, for the most part. However it leaves my brain in a fog of heavily analytical observation, on both my peers and myself. I get really light-headed and tired when in a new social situation like that, often times leading to a migraine.
It's pretty common for those in a group to kind of mimic each other. There is some science behind it, for instance: when you're in good rapport with you tend to breath at the same rate they do, and use similar mannerisms.
You are likely a bit derealized which makes this effect seem really kind of forced and awkward. You're taking your anxiety out on your body which is not good. I am a prime example of that as I have conversion disorder. Try out some relaxation techniques, such as breathing from the diaphragm.
My physical state just makes it hard for me to get up and do anything, more from depression than anything else. My fibromyalgia, Raynaud's, ulnar neuropathy, and tendonitus are very debilitating, but I feel guilty for not trying, even though in the past it has only made things worse.
This would be something that you should talk to a counselor about. Obviously feeling guilty about something that you can't help isn't rational, but just saying that it isn't rational doesn't make the issue go away.
Reminds me a bit of those accidents survivors who suffer from extreme guilt despite that they had done nothing to cause the accident. The guilt isn't rational, but just telling yourself that doesn't make it go away.
My entire life is on hold because of these medical problems. I've never been a very social person, obviously, but I've always had at least a small circle of friends to keep me company. Being on medial leave for the next seven months severs the thin ties I've had to most of these people. The realization of my antisocial tendencies just makes me more depressed, and fills me with a deeper self-loathing.
Are your anti-social tendencies the result of avoidance? Like you avoid social interaction because you want to avoid the anxiety? That's the picture I'm getting.
I've been thinking a lot more about suicide than usual. Last time I've ever thought about it seriously was back in my freshman year of highschool back in '09. Right now the only thing keeping me here is my family, I wouldn't want them to go through all that shit. My sister felt the same way back when she felt suicidal (my family has a history of mental illness).
Have you gone to get help? Have you talked to anybody about this?
I never had a lot of friends. I was born with a pretty fucked up body; my head was stretched between my legs and my arm embedded in my chest. I was born blind in one eye, and the other was damn near useless. I've had eight open-eye surgeries by the time I was ten, if I remember correctly. I can't be too far off. That, coupled with several hospitalizations for other reasons, and having been born with sensory integration dysfunction ( a disorder in the autism spectrum, my mind has trouble interpreting some sounds and textures. When I can't interpret them correctly, It's very unpleasant), led me to have a friendless and uneventful childhood.
I moved from California to Arizona sometime back in '05. Three years later I had two more eye surgeries, luckily they fixed my eyes up pretty damn well. After ten tries they fucking better have. I was homeschooled because of my sensory integration dysfunction, and consequently I made one friend. He was a hockey-playing midget cunt with an abusive father. That friendship lasted for a few years until I just couldn't handle him being such a dick. Haven't talked to him for two years, I just halted all contact. That friendship went out with a whimper. It was for the best.
A while after that I was dumped into highschool. My fingers hurt so I'm gonna write the rest of that shit later. I just really felt like getting this out.
You seem a decent bit pessimistic. It does seem like you have good reason to not be happy with the hand you were dealt. It may be a good idea to see a therapist. I've been doing research on the practice recently and as far as I'm aware, they can help you out a decent bit with your issues. The fact that you are anxious in social situations isn't too unexpected because it seems like you had a bad childhood, and those with bad childhoods tend to have issues in socialization.