Depression, bullying, and heartbreak...
Posted: Sun Oct 18, 2009 3:21 pm
I think I'm sensitive, almost way too sensitive at times, like... a word can cut like a sharp knife at my heart. And then I feel like the entire world is over. And then I'm down in a slump for a good, little while. And I just am moody/sad/depressed the entire day. Sometimes it can last for several days and it just seems like no matter how much I try to think in a positive light I just fall downwards even further? Yeah, that's what I'm kind of thinking about right now.
Like why I'm so sensitive and how can I not let it destroy me or have it wreck things between me and people. Or them seeing my sad, depressive state and using that as a way to attack me. I don't want to make enemies but it seems like people have no reason to show any form of remorse or feelings. Even though it's just text but there is someone behind this text that does have feelings and can feel emotions. And it's pretty heartbreaking that what one of my dearest friends says tends to be the truth.
Internet allows for anonymity(or whatever) so people don't have to show they care. It just kind of crushes me that people like to treat the internet like it's their playground. And they can act *without* a care in the world about other people. It's all about them and they only care for themselves.
Me, on the other hand, I feel different and I want friends. I know it's different to have 'net friends' than having friends in real life. Because a 'net friend' can break another's heart in an instant and go on their merry way. But I'm so not like that. I just believe friendship is mutual whether it is on the internet and also in reality. And friendship is a powerful word to be using right now. But it's the truth.
I just kind of wish I had more friends... even if it's just on the internet. I know we may not see each other IRL. But I do believe sometimes if there is trust and a sense of compassion. Then it can be just as a real life friendship. Besides... why would anyone like to surf the web as being the 'most hated' individual around? That is so not cool.
I know I sound all sappy. I just felt like getting it off my chest because it's just something I ponder each waking hour of my life. And I'm on my computer. Because I have no actual friend I can just call up by phone and say "Hey, want to hang out?" and it's even harder because I'm abit of a closet case. I'm gay, 100% in fact, male, and a 'tomgirl' if such a word exists. I do like dolls and stuff. I even collect plushies and stuffed animals. I am also stuck, at 29 years old, living with my mom. I never graduated with my diploma and I'm too old to get it now. And I have no job and I can't drive a car(too scared to die in a car wreck if it were to ever occur!).
I possess a fear towards insects like bees, wasps, and even cockroaches. I just have alot of phobias which just kills me. And it's almost comically laughable to some. But it's just stuff that get in my way. And it just makes things even worse for me.
I am also a 'sufferer' of depression and been living with it since grade school. The reason for my depression is because I was bullied all throughout my younger kid days. I knew I was different than most regular boys. In fact I was a complete outcast. There was never a time when someone would attempt to pick a fight with me.
I never really had any true friends except for a few people and that was it. And it was hard for me to fit into a large mold of people. Because I didn't know how to act in front of them. And I clearly didn't have the best social skills. And I still don't know how to be socially assertive in front of people... in reality and also on the internet.
I apologize for this being so long and drawn out. But I just felt like opening up... as I felt like I could reach out to someone with a sense of compassion. Who could see me as a 'human being' and not just turn their back on me and say "Go away." is all.
There are some good things in my childhood I do remember... but most of the things that ever happened to me has always been completely negative. I think my biggest regret is not opening up about it and keeping it hidden for so long. That it's been the burden of my entire life.
Like why I'm so sensitive and how can I not let it destroy me or have it wreck things between me and people. Or them seeing my sad, depressive state and using that as a way to attack me. I don't want to make enemies but it seems like people have no reason to show any form of remorse or feelings. Even though it's just text but there is someone behind this text that does have feelings and can feel emotions. And it's pretty heartbreaking that what one of my dearest friends says tends to be the truth.
Internet allows for anonymity(or whatever) so people don't have to show they care. It just kind of crushes me that people like to treat the internet like it's their playground. And they can act *without* a care in the world about other people. It's all about them and they only care for themselves.
Me, on the other hand, I feel different and I want friends. I know it's different to have 'net friends' than having friends in real life. Because a 'net friend' can break another's heart in an instant and go on their merry way. But I'm so not like that. I just believe friendship is mutual whether it is on the internet and also in reality. And friendship is a powerful word to be using right now. But it's the truth.
I just kind of wish I had more friends... even if it's just on the internet. I know we may not see each other IRL. But I do believe sometimes if there is trust and a sense of compassion. Then it can be just as a real life friendship. Besides... why would anyone like to surf the web as being the 'most hated' individual around? That is so not cool.
I know I sound all sappy. I just felt like getting it off my chest because it's just something I ponder each waking hour of my life. And I'm on my computer. Because I have no actual friend I can just call up by phone and say "Hey, want to hang out?" and it's even harder because I'm abit of a closet case. I'm gay, 100% in fact, male, and a 'tomgirl' if such a word exists. I do like dolls and stuff. I even collect plushies and stuffed animals. I am also stuck, at 29 years old, living with my mom. I never graduated with my diploma and I'm too old to get it now. And I have no job and I can't drive a car(too scared to die in a car wreck if it were to ever occur!).
I possess a fear towards insects like bees, wasps, and even cockroaches. I just have alot of phobias which just kills me. And it's almost comically laughable to some. But it's just stuff that get in my way. And it just makes things even worse for me.
I am also a 'sufferer' of depression and been living with it since grade school. The reason for my depression is because I was bullied all throughout my younger kid days. I knew I was different than most regular boys. In fact I was a complete outcast. There was never a time when someone would attempt to pick a fight with me.
I never really had any true friends except for a few people and that was it. And it was hard for me to fit into a large mold of people. Because I didn't know how to act in front of them. And I clearly didn't have the best social skills. And I still don't know how to be socially assertive in front of people... in reality and also on the internet.
I apologize for this being so long and drawn out. But I just felt like opening up... as I felt like I could reach out to someone with a sense of compassion. Who could see me as a 'human being' and not just turn their back on me and say "Go away." is all.
There are some good things in my childhood I do remember... but most of the things that ever happened to me has always been completely negative. I think my biggest regret is not opening up about it and keeping it hidden for so long. That it's been the burden of my entire life.