I feel so alone.
This year has been…different. Not even tough, just different.
I moved out on my own to a different city. Was diagnosed with an untreatable syndrome a couple months ago. Have been trying to balance work and school.
I didn’t realize that I may be depressed until today.
My emotional eating has gotten a lot worse, to the point where I’ve developed pica and am now buying and eating sand. I’m taking vitamins and don’t have an iron deficiency, the texture just comforts me. Yes, I know it’s weird.
I’m not talking to my friends as much, and doing nothing to try to make new friends.
If someone is nice to me, my first thought it that they’re pitying me, and I resent them.
I sleep all the time now, I’m constantly tired.
I can’t focus on any of my schoolwork, which is making my grade crap, which is making me even more depressed.
Today I read a post about cutting, and thought about what a great idea it would be.
I don’t really have anyone to turn to, and honestly, I don’t really want to turn to anyone.
I’ve always been pretty private about my problems.