My Story
Posted: Wed Jul 31, 2013 6:53 am
Hi
I'm 18 years old and have sturggled on and off with depression, anxiety and anger problems for about 5 years now.
I've always been a very lonely person, right back to being in primary school I was an easy target for bullies due to never standing up for myself and my lack of friends and as a result suffered verbal and physical bulllying from the age of 8 to 11 whilst in primary school.
When I arrived at high school i hoped the change of scenery would make everything better, and in my first year although the bullying resided I never made any friends what so ever, mostly due my nervousness and shyness, I didn't realise it at the time as a 12 year old but at the time I was severely depressed, I self harmed often and spent no time what so ever with my main family, instead practically living with my grandfather who was like a father to me. For the next 3 years things picked up and the demons left, I started to make friends and before I knew it I was happy for thr first time I could ever remember, not just because I made friends but because I used to sit down with my grandfather and talk about how depressed I formally was, speaking about everything took a huge weight of my shoulders and left me free.
Then when i was age 15 my grandad died, he was more of a father to me than my real dad . I no longer had anybody to speak too and this is when depression began to strike home. I didnt want to leave the house anymore and as a result the happiness my friends had brought me died, creating a vicious circle of self loathing and sadness.
The last year at school was a real struggle, once again I was left lonely & without friends as they no longer liked me due to 'ditching' them, I started self harming again and severe depression came. I rarely slept at night and was constantly ill.
Come the end of the year I had a girlfriend and although it was nice to feel loved and wanted and have somebody there to speak too I was still depressed. The problem was I missed my old friends but was too scared to speak to them, the self harming continued and at low points suicidal thoughts came. Exams came and I couldnt cope with the pressure, I hated the world and everyone in it, everything was someone elses fault, my friends hated me and then in the summer my girlfriend left me.
I've never been so low, I self harmed almost hourly and suicidal thoughts were never far from the back of my mind, my sister, who had grown to be the only person I could confide in, moved away and I was left lonely, and once again with nobody to speak to, so all the thoughts bottled up inside me, stewing gradually into a cesspit of hatred and self loathing.
The anger came next, for the next two years I have lost control, the smallest thing makes me throw objects and throw punches. But then later when I calm down I hate myself for what i've done and self harm returns as the only release.
I left college a month ago and am waiting to go to university in october. I am out of a routine.I wake up every day and every day is the same, i have no meaning in life and am just exisiting for the sake of it. I have no friends, I'm sat in my room for 3 months waiting to leave. I've recently started gambling and lost£4000 on betting. Nobody wants to listen to me anymore, I took the courage to go to a doctor and they passed me off as a grumpy teenager, my sister is on the other side of the world, my grandad dead. All i want most is somebody to speak to, suicidal thoughts are stonger than ever and I no its wrong but its there. Please help me
I'm 18 years old and have sturggled on and off with depression, anxiety and anger problems for about 5 years now.
I've always been a very lonely person, right back to being in primary school I was an easy target for bullies due to never standing up for myself and my lack of friends and as a result suffered verbal and physical bulllying from the age of 8 to 11 whilst in primary school.
When I arrived at high school i hoped the change of scenery would make everything better, and in my first year although the bullying resided I never made any friends what so ever, mostly due my nervousness and shyness, I didn't realise it at the time as a 12 year old but at the time I was severely depressed, I self harmed often and spent no time what so ever with my main family, instead practically living with my grandfather who was like a father to me. For the next 3 years things picked up and the demons left, I started to make friends and before I knew it I was happy for thr first time I could ever remember, not just because I made friends but because I used to sit down with my grandfather and talk about how depressed I formally was, speaking about everything took a huge weight of my shoulders and left me free.
Then when i was age 15 my grandad died, he was more of a father to me than my real dad . I no longer had anybody to speak too and this is when depression began to strike home. I didnt want to leave the house anymore and as a result the happiness my friends had brought me died, creating a vicious circle of self loathing and sadness.
The last year at school was a real struggle, once again I was left lonely & without friends as they no longer liked me due to 'ditching' them, I started self harming again and severe depression came. I rarely slept at night and was constantly ill.
Come the end of the year I had a girlfriend and although it was nice to feel loved and wanted and have somebody there to speak too I was still depressed. The problem was I missed my old friends but was too scared to speak to them, the self harming continued and at low points suicidal thoughts came. Exams came and I couldnt cope with the pressure, I hated the world and everyone in it, everything was someone elses fault, my friends hated me and then in the summer my girlfriend left me.
I've never been so low, I self harmed almost hourly and suicidal thoughts were never far from the back of my mind, my sister, who had grown to be the only person I could confide in, moved away and I was left lonely, and once again with nobody to speak to, so all the thoughts bottled up inside me, stewing gradually into a cesspit of hatred and self loathing.
The anger came next, for the next two years I have lost control, the smallest thing makes me throw objects and throw punches. But then later when I calm down I hate myself for what i've done and self harm returns as the only release.
I left college a month ago and am waiting to go to university in october. I am out of a routine.I wake up every day and every day is the same, i have no meaning in life and am just exisiting for the sake of it. I have no friends, I'm sat in my room for 3 months waiting to leave. I've recently started gambling and lost£4000 on betting. Nobody wants to listen to me anymore, I took the courage to go to a doctor and they passed me off as a grumpy teenager, my sister is on the other side of the world, my grandad dead. All i want most is somebody to speak to, suicidal thoughts are stonger than ever and I no its wrong but its there. Please help me