Quote from: ZaidaZadkiel on September 02, 2011, 10:30:40 PM
I have had better luck on my own.
I know the feeling. I've been chronically depressed since I was 12 (I'm 21 now). I've had ups and downs but the majority of my teenage memories involve a lot of depression and hopelessness.
I'm on meds now that kind of make me feel ... stable. I have days where I'm irritable as hell, days where I'm slightly anxious, days where I'm bubbly and optimistic and nothing gets me down. But I'm never miserable and I'm never elated. I guess I just
am, with the ability to express surface emotions, just reactions to shallow events.
It's disturbing, but for me it's better than trudging through the trenches and feeling that pit of despair in the bottom of my chest. Although I do occasionally think I'd rather feel my natural emotions and risk being severely depressed again. At least those feelings are real.
Lately though, with my family catching wind of my transition, knowing I have to tell them I'm going to be taking hormones, and the fact that around this time of year my mom had a seizure in my arms, started getting really sick, and died on Christmas Eve 2009, I've been really on edge. My meds aren't working as well and I'v taken to fairly intense exercise to cope for the most part. I toy with the idea of increasing my dose but I can't stand the thought of being dependent on a little white pill for the rest of my life. I guess those are the reasons I've been irritable and antsy and feeling like I'm going to throw up.
And tonight, I feel down right horrible. I want to run into my father's arms like when I was a kid and tell him I love him, but it's both emotionally and physically impossible now. He's too far away and I'm both too proud and too ashamed to make such an action. I'm alone this weekend - I was going to bus up to the cottage to spend time with just my aunt and uncle and relax by the lake. But I'm in overdraft and can't afford it. My roommate is out of town this weekend. I booked the weekend off work. And I still have only one or two friends in this town. No one I want to spend time with since I'm in such a crap mood.
Sorry. You asked for an honest answer. That's mine. Maybe I'll be feeling great soon. I'll cross my fingers.