Depression, trust issues, feeling unloved, losing friends and who i was, and distancing my self from God... All this happened this past school year... and no I'm not happy about it. Most of the things I listed triggered my depression... See this past year at school was hard. I lost some people that I really thought were my friends, and learned who my real friends are. In losing my friends i lost who I had been. I was the kind of person who would say that the cup was always half full. The true optimist with a child like joy that could not be contained. When those friends stopped interacting with me, i recoiled, became who i had fought so hard to avoid becoming. I became angry, upset, like a volcano spitting hot lava words when my I-couldn't-care-less facade melted. The truth was i still cared... after all that i had been through, and no matter how much i wanted to not care about those who had hurt me... i did.
I spiraled down from them because I lost friends and was hurt, i didn't trust others not to hurt me. By not letting others in i could never be sure that they were in fact not going to hurt me. Since i didn't trust them i would never let anyone get close enough to love me. Very few people ever really tried to break down my walls and punch through those barriers.
Oh I'm a mess right now Inside out
Searching for a sweet surrender But this is not the end I can't work it out How going through the motions
These lines from a song explain exactly how i was feeling. I didn't want to die, but I also didn't see a point in living.... I know alarms are probably going off in your head right now.... let me repeat that I didn't want to die! I felt like i was driving the Struggle Bus... It took everything in me to get out of bed and do something. I had no motivation to do anything. I had no appetite, but i forced myself to eat. I pretty much stayed in my dorm when I wasn't in class. I slept all the time. The friends I had left had to convince me to get out of bed to do anything. If they didn't i probably would have failed every class i was taking. So thanks guys!
With depression came anxiety and lack of sleep. The combination of both is never good. i would try to sleep and wake up multiple times throughout the night and be tired the next day. I would force myself to stay up to wear myself out enough to actually sleep. Because of this my immune system sucked and i would constantly feel bad and since i was depressed... i missed a lot of class :/ ooops
Depression is a dark place to be. It can cloud your judgement and even the slightest thing can sink you even deeper into the abyss. During the school year (possibly within 1 month in 1 semester) I learned of at least 4 death most were people i knew... that plus the loss of a fellow student at my college, who i didn't know well but knew of, as well as my depression distanced me from the only one that has truly ever made me feel at peace... God.
To say that life is not a struggle would be a lie... It is a struggle. I'm still fighting depression, still wishing things had turned out differently, but I'm working on it. Is My relationship with God what i want it to be... no but I'm working on it. I didn't write this because i need help... i wrote this because there is nothing wrong with struggling... it becomes a problem when those struggles become the focus. That is what happened to me.
In my book those that don't struggle are at a loss... I'm not saying that struggling is fun... it's not, but you are able to see your truer character when in tough times.
Remember...He has made you Beautiful
You are his beloved
Kara Frank
Love this...not the depression or struggle but your writing and truthfulness. Nice writing cuz.
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