Hi guys. I'm new here. I've just been so up in my head the last few days and thought I would post here and discuss things with people that would understand.
I have a lot of issues. I didn't have a horrible childhood like a lot of people with mental health issues do. I was harrassed a bit in grade school for a couple years and there was occassional verbal abuse from my father. But very little.
I've ALWAYS had low self-esteem. I see women who walk around with such confidence, and I don't understand how they do that. It's taken me a long time to realize that I am not ugly. There is nothing physically wrong with me. I get lots of compliments on my blue eyes and I've just lost a bunch of weight. After the thirty pounds of weight loss, I'm officially in the appropriate weight bracket.
I've had depression and low self esteem since I was a little girl. It started even before the bullying. I developed anorexia in high school. That lasted over a year.
I was then diagnosed a couple years later with bipolar disorder. I was in denial for a while. But it soon became obvious that my moods were fluctuating WAY TOO MUCH when I was off meds. I guess I'm lucky in a way. I have Bipolar II which isn't as serious as other forms. A lot of people with bipolar disorder are addicted to drugs, have tried to kill themselves, can't hold a job, etc. Although I haven't had the greatest life, I have been able to hold a job for 11 years and I've never tried to kill myself.
I also have a bit of OCD. I focus on the strangest things. For many years I was picking my skin. I still pick at my face, but it's gotten much better. For several months I became obsessed that I was going to harm people. I couldn't stop thinking about it, even though I am NOT a violent person. I would harm myself or trash my own belongings before I would even consider harming another person, and yet I couldn't get it out of my mind. I was losing sleep, crying...
And right now I'm obsessed about marriage. I used to want babies. Now I'm not focused on that at all. I'd like for it to happen. But I don't need it to happen. What I do want is to be happily married. I've wanted that ever since I was small. But lately I can't stop thinking about it. I'm thirty years old, and each passing day I feel like it's slipping away. I haven't had sex in two years and I almost feel like throwing up my hands and going to a bar and taking home the first man that will sleep with me. Maybe I'm not meant to find anyone special? Maybe I should just give up and start sleeping around. I'm just so incredibly lonely. And I can't stop thinking about the loneliness...
I know being married doesn't equal happiness. I'm actually a bit picky about men. I don't want to be with someone unless I feel that spark. And every once in a while I will meet someone I feel is a good match. When I see that they aren't interested or they don't want a third date...I am devasted. It's like I'm being rejected by billions of men all over the world.
I know I have a lot to offer. I'm very honest, I don't play games, I'm not materialistic, I'm loyal, I'm funny, I'm intelligent...and yet: I definitely have my issues. I have so many hang-ups. I take meds and I have to monitored very closely if I ever want to have a baby. I worry about that too. I can't just go off the meds. That would be a disaster.
When do I bring all this up to a guy?
I have faith in God and I know that God wants people to be happy. Having a wonderful (he doesn't have to be perfect) man in my life would make me much happier. I don't know if God wants me to be happy. I have been depressed most of my life and I have this feeling I'm just going to die a lonely old women.
The only comfort I get out of my mental illness is the fact that some of the most creative people in the world were very mentally disturbed. I am working hard to finish my first novel. I don't know if it will be published, but I know it's good. This is some comfort. LOL!
I'm obsessing, feeling sorry for myself and having trouble getting out of bed. Thanks for reading all this. I appreciate it.