I've been dealing with depression (not clinical), and moderate to severe anxiety since I was 10. I have an amazing family. My mom, dad and brother have always been supportive etc. We went through a rough patch when I admitted to cutting and not being happy at school. However, in the past year, everything has fallen apart. My mom, who I used to be so close too, has changed. I'm looking into moving out for university, and she puts me down for it. Which doesn't make sense, since she has been pushing me to go. She laughs when I talk about traveling and doing something better with my life. But that stuff I can deal with.
What's really bothering me is the my anxiety. I started a new semester at school, and it has been brutal. This was two months ago. Anyways, every morning I literally dread going to school. I panic the minute I wake up till the minute I go to sleep. I've tried everything possible. I'm exhausted, emotionally and physically. And whenever I try to talk to my mom about things, it suddenly turns to me comforting her for how I turned out. I'm using my last bit of energy every day trying to keep peace in the house and hide the fact that I want to cut, drop out and move out. Before you say I should sit down and talk to her, I can't. She yells at me for blaming all of my problems on her. (There is somethings I blame her for, but those have actuall validity-I've talked it over with my former therapist). I have hit the point where I don't see the point in school (I am/was an honor roll student-but I really don't try anymore), I'm constantly stressed about money for school. (My family isn't well off, but I can afford to go to school, but the fact that I want to move and take certain programs is adding an extra stress to me. My parents don't understand since I don't think they realize the costs and direction I want my life to go in, even though we have talked.) I don't have many friends due to anxiety and my, to put it bluntly, hatred for where I live. I don't want to make connections, I just need to go. I have been through so many tough experience in literally a 5 mile radius. And I am trapped here. I know this sounds like I'm complaining- I know I can have it a lot rougher. It's just at this point, I have no one to talk to. I can't talk to my therapist, because I know how much she costs and how that money can towards other expenses at home (medical issues- not mine). I don't have many friends, and those that I do have, I don't trust enough to talk to. None of my teachers are really people I can talk to, as well as guidance counselors. I can't talk to my parents. My dad is overwhelmed with his job, and my mom just blames herself and then its up to me to comfort her. (this happens all the time, I never get to talk)
Anyways, I finally called my mom today and asked her to sign me out of the afternoon classes because I was having a really hard time. She screamed at me for giving up and not trying enough (not eating "well", sleeping "well", etc.) (oh, and I have anxiety induced insomnia- so that's another battle). She is now telling me she is going to dictate when and what I eat, when i sleep. etc. Basically I'm two again- except now more fights and school. I tried reasoning/actually talking with her, but she doesn't want to even see me. I know at some point I'm going to try to rebel on this whole regime, and when i mentioned that, she threatened to walk out. So I have to suck it up, because my dad and brother don't deserve that. All I wanted today was my mom to give me a hug. (that sounds pathetic I know).
I really need to get out. I've looked into train tickets and youth hostels, so I could get away for a good week and still be okay money and school wise. I hate that i have to run away, but at this point, if I don't my family, my school, my small town,I really think I'm just going to give up soon.
Thanks for listening.
What's really bothering me is the my anxiety. I started a new semester at school, and it has been brutal. This was two months ago. Anyways, every morning I literally dread going to school. I panic the minute I wake up till the minute I go to sleep. I've tried everything possible. I'm exhausted, emotionally and physically. And whenever I try to talk to my mom about things, it suddenly turns to me comforting her for how I turned out. I'm using my last bit of energy every day trying to keep peace in the house and hide the fact that I want to cut, drop out and move out. Before you say I should sit down and talk to her, I can't. She yells at me for blaming all of my problems on her. (There is somethings I blame her for, but those have actuall validity-I've talked it over with my former therapist). I have hit the point where I don't see the point in school (I am/was an honor roll student-but I really don't try anymore), I'm constantly stressed about money for school. (My family isn't well off, but I can afford to go to school, but the fact that I want to move and take certain programs is adding an extra stress to me. My parents don't understand since I don't think they realize the costs and direction I want my life to go in, even though we have talked.) I don't have many friends due to anxiety and my, to put it bluntly, hatred for where I live. I don't want to make connections, I just need to go. I have been through so many tough experience in literally a 5 mile radius. And I am trapped here. I know this sounds like I'm complaining- I know I can have it a lot rougher. It's just at this point, I have no one to talk to. I can't talk to my therapist, because I know how much she costs and how that money can towards other expenses at home (medical issues- not mine). I don't have many friends, and those that I do have, I don't trust enough to talk to. None of my teachers are really people I can talk to, as well as guidance counselors. I can't talk to my parents. My dad is overwhelmed with his job, and my mom just blames herself and then its up to me to comfort her. (this happens all the time, I never get to talk)
Anyways, I finally called my mom today and asked her to sign me out of the afternoon classes because I was having a really hard time. She screamed at me for giving up and not trying enough (not eating "well", sleeping "well", etc.) (oh, and I have anxiety induced insomnia- so that's another battle). She is now telling me she is going to dictate when and what I eat, when i sleep. etc. Basically I'm two again- except now more fights and school. I tried reasoning/actually talking with her, but she doesn't want to even see me. I know at some point I'm going to try to rebel on this whole regime, and when i mentioned that, she threatened to walk out. So I have to suck it up, because my dad and brother don't deserve that. All I wanted today was my mom to give me a hug. (that sounds pathetic I know).
I really need to get out. I've looked into train tickets and youth hostels, so I could get away for a good week and still be okay money and school wise. I hate that i have to run away, but at this point, if I don't my family, my school, my small town,I really think I'm just going to give up soon.
Thanks for listening.
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