I don’t really know where to start. I found this place while doing some research on the Enneagram Personality Types. From what I read APD is more likely to affect someone of my personality type so I looked into it and APD seems to fit me perfectly.
(Incase anyone is wondering or would like to know, I believe I am a Self-Preservation Five with a strong Four wing in the Enneagram Personality Types.)
When I was young I never had more than a few friends. I always kept to myself; never daring to speak to other kids. Whenever I did make friends, there had to be a similar subject of interest right off; for me, usually something Nintendo related.
I remember looking up to everyone who could just be themselves and have a good time. I just sat by myself though; hoping someone would notice me and invite me to join in. There was one time this happened that I have always been grateful for. The whole school went roller skating. I didn’t know how to so I sat at the far end of the building just thinking to myself. After a while a group of students a few years older than me came by and basically cheered me up and taught me how to skate. I look back on that happy memory a lot.
Fast forward to the start of High School. My close friends from before started hanging out in a larger group. I knew all of them, so I was fairly comfortable with the group setting. After a while one of them started making fun of me, so the stress built up and I stopped hanging out with any of them. I wouldn’t have minded seeing any of the rest; especially my closer friends from before, but I was very insecure about the whole thing. I kept to myself for most the remainder of that year, just wondering what they thought of me.
Now, over the last year is when things really got out of hand. A combination of insecurities about friends and my dropping out of school sent me into a huge depression. It was half way through my Junior year. I destroyed all outside connections and sat at home all day. Then I met someone online. Instantly, I could talk and share any of my deepest feelings; something I have always longed for, but have been too insecure to do. I was closer to this person than I had ever been to anyone; even my own family. After a few months of this I felt confident enough to hang out with friends again, and even start my first job.
That was around May. Early this fall, insecurities made work unbearable and I quit. During the last little bit of time I worked I was always coming in late or calling in. I hate not doing my best because I worry what others will think so I felt I had to quit. After nine months of speaking to my online friend everyday, that fell apart too. A while into summer, the two of us developed a closer and more intimate relationship. This was something I never wanted to do; the thought of being so close to someone was always very nerving and something I didn’t want to put up with. It worked though, because we became so close before hand. But anyways, the entire relationship fell apart this fall. They pushed and pushed me to fulfill their needs, and soon my needs didn’t seem to matter at all. For the first time I was insecure about this person and I felt I couldn’t handle the commitment and pressure.
So now I am back where I started; out of school and sitting around all day. I have a few friends, but they never come to me to do anything, and most of the time they aren’t too dependable. I really miss that closeness I had. I’m not looking for a relationship. After having been through my first, it only confirmed my feelings and fears about them. I wish I had mature friends that felt the same, but from what I can tell that kind of closeness only comes with a relationship to most people.
One of my biggest dilemmas right now is my closest friend. We have a lot in common, which really helps me strike up the courage to even talk to him. We are both very shy and quiet. Neither one of us ever wants to decide on what we should do together, but I usually end up doing so, just so things don’t get awkward. I get nervous about what he is thinking about me all the time.
I tend to play things out in my mind constantly so if they do happen I will be ready. Because of that I sit at home all day gaining information about myself and others. I spend all my time either feeling nervous about what others think or about what I am doing with my life, self soothing by fantasizing about whatever I think would make me feel more secure and happy, or studying about whatever I think would make me feel more secure and happy.
I don’t really know what I should do with myself. I don’t feel capable of doing anything. I want to see a therapist, but money is a huge problem. I also fear going back to one because I seemed to have made my last one upset with me. I felt intimidated and I have a really hard time sharing how I feel if I’m not asked the right questions. So I basically sat most of the time and instead of setting up another appointment he said to call if I needed one. He seemed irritated.
I’m nervous to even post this because I fear I don’t have APD and will be ridiculed for assuming so or that this whole thing was pointless anyways. It seems absolutely stupid to fear what kind of impression I will give off or receive from complete strangers but I do anyways. I’m not really sure what I should expect back either. It’s just my story I guess.
I want to get things back to normal. Going back to this being by myself all day has really put me back into my depression. Sometimes I feel inspired to turn things around with school, or to talk to a friend. It never really lasts to long though. I start to play in out in my head, thinking mostly of all the negative possibilities, and feelings of being overwhelmed completely discourage me.