I think I might have an anxiety disorder and possibly depression. I may have had a panic attack this morning before school, I started crying (for no reason) I was shaking, my heart was beating hella f****** fast, I had chills, shortness of breath, my throat closed up, this went on for about twenty minutes (at least the crying and beating heart) even when I was sitting outside the school in my moms car I was sobbing, so she took me back home, and yeah. I know one (possible) panic attack doesn’t mean I have an anxiety disorder, but when I looked up some symptoms for it, a lot of them fit into my every day life. Same with depression, although I’ve been monitoring that for a couple years. These past weeks (and longer, but I’ve been noticing it more lately) I just feel so tired on so many different levels. Like I’ve been all used up. Im a freshman in high school, all honors, but really I shouldnt be having this much trouble or even really worrying this much. My grades are fine, but I just feel like I’m slipping. Last year I started drinking. Like, every weekend, and alcoholism runs in my family. But I haven’t done that in a while, and I don’t plan on it anytime soon. I also cut myself during that time, even thought I knew it was stupid and selfish, but whatever, I was a f****** moron. But I started smoking pot this year, not much, and only three times, so I don’t think that has anything to do with it. But I just feel like a p************, my best friend has tried to f****** kill herself, and I wasnt there for her. Shes going to therapy and taking a s*** ton of antidepressants among other things. And f***. I just feel so tired all the f****** time, I feel like I cant do anything, like my friends dont care about me, like Im a disappointment to my parents. I’ve only told one person some of this (my bestfriend) but I dont really like to talk about it. Even when I want to I feel like I cant, I dont want to bother or worry anyone. But I feel like I should tell my mom, its possible this is all nothing, but I dont want to live half of my life with a mental condition and not get help until its too late and I’ve already forgotten who I was before. But I really dont want to hurt my mom, or even talk to her about it. I cant do that, but I know if I tell her, she’ll want to talk about it, which is understandable. I just wish somebody could tell me what I need to do. But whatever. Thanks for letting me vent, sorry for spelling errors.
