I’m not bipolar or cyclothymic or anything like that (hypo/mania is thankfully something I don’t have to deal with.) My mood isn’t steady though, within 48 hours I have been the happiest I’ve been in years and back to suicidal again. I’m not over dramatising, I was cursing my luck that I left the pills at my university flat last night and the last train back had already gone.
People seem insistent that I should be the “happy” me and that when I’m down it’s the fault of depression, cause unknown. What if I am the sad person and when I’m happy it’s an aberration? Even when I’ve been in a good mood, I don’t suddenly find life wonderful and valuable. I don’t thank my lucky stars that I didn’t kill myself 2 weeks ago, or even 3 years ago when I first seriously planned to. Things are better than they were back then but not so good that I’d willingly go through it again.
Maybe I’m just one of those people who is always going to be unhappy, it seems more likely to me every day. I can imagine that if I won the lottery or something then I’d still be miserable. Perhaps it’s just who I am, but I don’t want to be that person.
I don’t know when I’ll feel suicidal next, it could be tomorrow or even later this evening. (I wrote this next bit in an email to someone, hope they don’t mind me reusing it) I am worried that if I feel like that again, I might go the whole way next time. Each time I have gotten closer and to be honest (if you ignore the fact that I wouldnt be here to say this) I wouldn’t be hugely regretful if I had killed myself a couple of weeks ago. I haven’t suddenly found life to be wonderful, I just don’t feel quite so crushed that action needs to be taken to end it. I have the energy to carry on for a bit more, but I don’t really know why I’m bothering other than I am worried about an OD going wrong or being paralysed if I jump. It’s hard to explain how I feel and I’m not sure a rational, sane person would understand but that’s the best I can do.
I wish my family hated me so I didn’t have anything holding me back, I’d honestly rather get this over and done with if it wasn’t for the fact that it’d upset them. As things stand, I’m just edging closer and closer towards the point where wanting to escape becomes stronger than not wanting to upset my family. I wonder how long they want me to keep up the pretense that I enjoy and want to live.
The crisis team are coming to see me tomorrow afternoon, the right thing to do would be tell them this, but I realise I can’t verbalise it properly. I feel ashamed that I want to die because I have things so easy compared to people with real problems. Perhaps I could write it down but I still have bad memories of trying that on my first GP appointment and him refusing to read it. I’m pretty sure I know what their answer will be; “The CBT will help you address this”. But I have major doubts it will change my attitude to life.
I don’t want to come over all nihilist, but I don’t see any value in my life. I want to know why people want to live so much, I fear I already know the answer and it’s because they experience things I have never and never will, things like true friendship, feeling a part of something, having someone who loves you.
Last night I annoyed one of my online friends by talking about this. I have a hard time believing that a fat, ugly, boring, inexperienced, lifeless, suicidal, depressive, quiet, immature, loner who has never managed so much as a kiss on the cheek in 24 years of life will be able to find a girlfriend. I can back all those adjectives up by the way.
What on earth would any girl want to do with a person like that? There isn’t really much more I could do or be in order to become less attractive.
I remember another boy in school who used to get made fun of because he never had a girlfriend when we were 15. In retrospect, that was pretty harsh and at that age being in such a situation probably isn’t too uncommon. The thing is, there will be girls around that age who haven’t had a boyfriend either and even the ones who do won’t expect much maturity from teenage lads (if they do, they’ll probably be disappointed). At 24 though, things are rather different. I suspect discovering that a guy who was still a virgin at that age would raise a lot of red flags, there must be something wrong if it’s not for religious reasons (I could make a point about the foolishness of such reasons but I don’t want to get even more sidetracked.)
I think women in their mid twenties have justifiably higher expectations from men than teenage girls. My friend tells me that it’s never too late to catch up, but I don’t see how it’s possible. When my parents were my age they’d been married 5 years, I know of people that went to my school in years below who have families now. It’s almost impossible to explain how utterly inadequate these things make me feel.
That 15 year old boy was probably nervous the first time he kissed a girl, but the odds of his partner being in a similar situation (according to the data I’ve found, assuming they are the same age) were reasonable so there would be the benefit of knowing that they were both in the same situation. I have to ask myself what girl (assuming they are insane enough to get past all the other crap and somehow like me) would put up with such inexperience from a person of my age? That’s just one simple example, I have no idea how to be in any kind of relationship.
In my whole life I’ve never talked about sex with anyone. I can’t remember when I found out the mystery of where babies come from but I wasn’t so sheltered that I had to learn in year 8 science class. People have made me feel as though I’m not allowed to think of myself as a sexual being though. That is a laughable thought. I’ve never talked to any of my “friends” (post coming about them later, it’s ok you can return from the edge of your seats now) at school about girls because to everyone there I was a non-person. Just a laughable entity who worked and got made fun of occassionally. During the whole time I was at high school I never once started a conversation with a girl and I only spoke when spoken to.
It was incredibly difficult for me to write that paragraph, I still can’t see myself as a person who deserves or is capable of forming that kind of relationship with a person. I am human though and I’m not assexual. I have a lot of issues, obviously and it seems to me that as I get older and older the chances of coming across someone who can accept such immaturity and inexperience are becoming exponentially less.
5 thoughts on “Who am I, really?”
I think you probably aren’t the depressed person, nor the really happy person. Who we really are is probably somewhere in the middle of all that, sometimes having our highs and lows though not as dramatically as you might feel them. Do you ever think of showing your blog as a way of showing your feelinsg to them? I guess it is an extremely hard thing to do, but maybe it would help.
Anyway, of course you have the right to see yourself as a sexual being. I understand it’s hard, but you are over-generalising about what girls expect. Even if girls expected most people not to be a virgin at that age, I think some girls would understand, some girls would be in the same positon, and some girls would be willing to wait or to help if they could. You might not be in a position yet for meeting them, but I don’t believe you never could.
No matter what you say about yourself and your looks there are always different points of view when it comes to attraction. And people can see things in you that you can’t see.
Thank you Penny, I appreciate I really do. I was I could thank you more because it means so much to me. I’m about to go to bed so will write a proper response tomorrow, but I just wanted to say tthat I was talking about being happy in relation to how I normally am. On a scale of 1-10 I’m usually about 2 or 3 but for a few days last week I was maybe 6. There is never a time when I’m really happy just not miserable.
This isn’t a dig at you, but peole sometimes say I have qualities that I can’t see but they can never name them. Please don’t take offence at this question but could you find a man like that acceptable? I think if you’re honest with yourself then I think it’s be no. You and 99.999999999% of girls are capable of finding someone who isn’t a total fuckup.
It’s hard to now you are bottom of the barrel in all walks of life; as a friend, boyfriend, employee.
The degree of soul-searching you’ve done at your tender age places you leagues above most of your peers—-thus robbing you of the luxury of calling yourself things like ‘immature’, etc, etc.
I do believe that you are gifted/cursed with a sensitivity that, unless unleashed like an arrow, will continue to tear at you. The earth is covered with soul-less dullards who may be banging equally soul-less chicks but whose entire life is spent in servitude to the government / media due to their lack of independent thinking. They simply ride the rails. You are rare—so please—continue to write and express—and Please— become great!
my mood is also not stable…every day som frustrations or fears or anxieties about some immediate event that is gonna happen…..there is no way out other than suicide…..i wish i was dead in some accident
ok well that “something wrong” is that you have dealt with SA your whole life. And that, girls WILL understand.