uienringptr
tiny planet explorer
- Dec 10, 2021
- 25
I've said before on my introduction post that I am fairly young. My mind has been jumping back and forth between ideas for the past week and I would really like to believe I'll be okay. I have a lot of time to get my shit together but it seems I am stuck at a dead end. I wonder if it will always be like this. I wonder if it's worth it.
I really want to get into inpatient (or at least get some professional help) but I am a college student and classes started this week. I can't leave my house without having a panic attack. I need to get a job and move out of my parents house because I feel SO very trapped and I'm not sure I want to keep going with the things that my parents say to/about me. When I get upset I feel it in my chest. Sometimes it's really bad. Remote job applications don't seem to be valid. Most of them require making phone calls, which I can't do without throwing up from anxiety.
Even when I try to get help, there is a part of me that despises the idea of taking meds. I read too much about them and have fully convinced myself that medications are just a ploy to make money. Emotional dis-regulatory disorders aren't real. I think maybe putting me on SSRIs against my will at 14 fucked me up. I don't know if I'm fucked up forever. It makes me feel stupid.
I'm not sure if any of that makes sense. I like to believe I'll get out of this. Maybe the suicidal thoughts are truly just a weird way of "storm and stress" of adolescence that has... lasted past adolescence.
Is it valid that I want to die? Is there a way out?
I had a friend who seemed to be going through the same thing and every time I talk to him about it now he tells me not to talk to him because he is doing better and cannot help me. I feel abandoned and like maybe if this ended it should be over by now.
I really want to get into inpatient (or at least get some professional help) but I am a college student and classes started this week. I can't leave my house without having a panic attack. I need to get a job and move out of my parents house because I feel SO very trapped and I'm not sure I want to keep going with the things that my parents say to/about me. When I get upset I feel it in my chest. Sometimes it's really bad. Remote job applications don't seem to be valid. Most of them require making phone calls, which I can't do without throwing up from anxiety.
Even when I try to get help, there is a part of me that despises the idea of taking meds. I read too much about them and have fully convinced myself that medications are just a ploy to make money. Emotional dis-regulatory disorders aren't real. I think maybe putting me on SSRIs against my will at 14 fucked me up. I don't know if I'm fucked up forever. It makes me feel stupid.
I'm not sure if any of that makes sense. I like to believe I'll get out of this. Maybe the suicidal thoughts are truly just a weird way of "storm and stress" of adolescence that has... lasted past adolescence.
Is it valid that I want to die? Is there a way out?
I had a friend who seemed to be going through the same thing and every time I talk to him about it now he tells me not to talk to him because he is doing better and cannot help me. I feel abandoned and like maybe if this ended it should be over by now.