Anyone have some tips to have your idol notice you on social media? i was thinking to send her a drawing, i can draw kinda ok. i really love her and she's my hero and i really want her to say something to me even if it's just hi
I feel so alone and ashamed. This girl I know is upset with me because I wont share my feelings with her, and because I'm always putting myself down. She told me she is angry with me because she wants to hell me, but I refuse to talk with her. But that isn't the case. I've lived a hard life, where no one cared about me or my pain. I just dont know how to talk about my issues. I dont know what to say, all I know is that I'm in even more pain because she cant understand that. I dont know if I can last much longer like this.
There was this really cute guy I had a big crush on. I really liked him and he understood me in ways, and I don't exaggerate when I say, that nobody else does. We talked alot but he said most we would be is friends with slight benefits. I was okay with that until I realized how torturous it would be. We chilled in his room once and just talked and cuddled. I fell in love with running my hand through his soft, silky hair. We exchanged some make-out moments. He once cheekily bit my bottom lip, which was poison to me. I kept telling myself "Maybe he'll change his mind. Right?" but he never did. During a snow-in, I was marooned in his house until 2:00 am. We watched Batman until we fell asleep together and I woke up with his head on my chest. Eventually we started drifting apart. In a last ditch attempt to save us, or save somethin, I took him up to my favorite bridge in Pittsburgh PA. I think it's really cool and it has lights on the bottom that shine spectacularly at evening. We had fun, but it didnt do anything. We just drifted apart. I miss the fuck out of him because at least deep down, hes still one of my better friends. I want to see him again as a friend at least. Not saying I moved on. But on the first level, I miss my friend.
I have a problem that my idol is a very pretty woman and i ended up falling in love with her and now i'm always thinking about her and really upset with my situation and how she doesn't even know me. i keep dreaming that if i can achieve something she would acknowledge me but that also makes me depressed
My therapist said to me that i'm just afraid of everything in life. I have no job, friends or gf because of it.
i now have trust issues with people after I got conned and now I'm on full on depression mode, don't know how long it will take to become normal again
The quarantine and my first week back at work afterwards showed me one thing: the reason for my depression is my job. And not just my particular job, because it's the best I've ever had, but having a job in general. This is not about me being lazy. I have no problem with getting up early, or doing tasks all day long. My problem is everything connected with that. The social interaction. The endless pressure that is mainly just in my head; the pressure to do things right, to socialize with people I don't know well or like very much. The fact that I never really know what will happen that day, because there's always the possibility that an unknown situation occurs. The fear of doing something wrong or just making a bad impression. Mainly the social interactions. I don't really know what to do with this knowledge. Do I just have to accept the fact that I will probably be depressed for the rest of my life, unless I am jobless or miraculously find a workplace that allows me to work from home (which isn't really a thing in my field)?
My biggest dream is for my hero to acknowledge me
I don't have the virus but last week I was sick as a dog. I live with my aunt and four 5 days she took care of me but it was 5 days of humiliation. I'm a boy 14 and she had to undress me and wash me after I got sick and made a mess. What's worse is my cousin Cindy saw me naked 4 times and I didn't know until yesterday but she watched her mom putting a suppository in me when I was naked in the bathroom. Cindy is only 16 and told all our cousins and friends about it and now they are saying it on face book.
Everyone's always like "go see a therapist! It will help!". But I've completely lost faith in psychologists. I lost a small amount of faith in the entire system when my dad, who had a doctor's prescription for therapy because he had just lost his job, gotten a cancer diagnosis, and had openly admitted that he will kill himself if his condition gets worse, was told that the waiting time to get into therapy was 2 years. I lost a bit of faith when my friend, who I'd describe as the happiest and most balanced person I've ever met, started seeing a psychologist (because she was part of an experimental study), and was told that she had social anxiety because she admitted that she is a bit nervous when meeting new people. She's now in therapy for it - my dad still isn't. And I lost my last ounce of faith when I finally went to see a therapist, had to do a quiz to get diagnosed, literally checked the "absolutely true" box on the question "Do you sometimes think you don't want to live anymore?" and was sent home with "good news, we couldn't diagnose you with depression, you can go home".