Friends are Concerned about Me

Hey,
Well, all my friends seem to be really concerned about me. No one believes me when I tell them that there's no need to worry about me because I'll be fine. They are telling me over and over that they are concerned because I'm so depressed and distant. One of my friends is literally begging me to go and talk with the school counselor because it's driving him nuts that I'm not they way that I was when he first met me and because I'm so depressed and I keep denying it. Bill is concerned because school is almost out for the summer and he is concerned that with the extra free time and not being around my friends anywhere near as much as I am in school is going to leave me more time to think about my aunt, which will make me really depressed, and Bill wants me to have a good summer, not a bad one.
I'm in one of my "I don't care anymore" phases right now. It's scaring most of my friends. I don't understand why, but oh well.
Anyways, I'm going to go.

~Jamie~

hey jamie,

I know exactly how you feel. Sometimes its hard for your friends to understand your illness. It happens all the time with me. My friends were worried, and they talked to our school's guidance counsiller who sent a phone message to my mom at work, that said I was "in crisis". My mom flipped out and came home and pulled me out of school for the afternoon, much to my surprise. I was not "in crisis", and I was in a pretty good mood that day. It was kind of funny just because everyone was so confused. But anyway, sometimes its hard for your friends. When mine spoke to the school, the guidance counsiller gave them some helpful info on my illness, that they now use to judge my "condition". Maybe to help your friends, you could give them something to read up on your illness.

hey jamie. i don't know very much about you, or what you're really feeling like. i know what it's like to not care about anything though, and i also know what it's like to wonder why so many people are concerned about you when you don't understand why. for a long time, all of my friends kept on asking me why i was always so depressed, and told me that i needed to find someone to talk about things with. my parents were even more concerned, and were begging me to go see a therapist. for a while, i didn't see what the big deal was. i mean, yea i wasn't happy, but i didn't think i was 'one of those crazy people who needed a shrink.' and a few months ago i ended up trying to take my own life. this was after i had finally given in and decided to talk to someone, although it didn't help me much until i found one that better suited me after the whole ordeal. i hadn't been willing to see one for years because i didn't think that i needed something like that. but man, when things hit, they hit really hard and really bad. if you think that you're in any danger of depression, it's much better to start out talking to someone when you're not as much in need than to have waited too long to start talking to someone. you may truely not be in any danger, and your friends and family might just be overreacting, but it never hurts to talk to a professional about it. give it some thought, do whatever you KNOW is best for you. this is important, it's your life.

Heather, I forgot, what illness do you have? I know you've told me before (or at least I've read it before), but I don't remember. Is it depression? And something else...

I was just wondering. Thanx.

element wrote:Heather, I forgot, what illness do you have? I know you've told me before (or at least I've read it before), but I don't remember. Is it depression? And something else...

I was just wondering. Thanx.

I have Depression and Panic Disorder.

Well, things aren't getting any better for me. I'm still pretty much stuck in my "I don't care about anything anymore" phase. Oh well, I'll get over it by next week, I hope, because exams start on Tuesday. Only 4 more days of school, 4 more days to get my butt moving and talk to the school counselor, but I don't do that unless Bill forces me to.
Today I left choir because one of the songs we were going to sing made me think of my aunt, so before we started singing it I asked to be excused for the song. I told my friend that after choir and she nearly dragged me to see the school counselor.
Anyways, I have to go.

~Jamie~

I'm not really crazy about the idea of you being forced to see the school counselor. I really wish you'd just do it!! I think it could really help you, Jamie. Please go before school is out!!


*hugz*

~element

Hey,
Well, in the e-mail I got from Bill Thursday morning it seems like he's pretty much going to force me to talk to Mrs. Clark whether I want to or not. *sighs* Oh well. I guess I'll get over it. I will not talk to Mrs. Clark without Bill being there with me though.

~Jamie~

I am on the same boat. Otherwise, I am scared to post a thread about my depression life. I suffer lots from it. Yep, I have some illnesses. Anyways, we should talk sometimes.. how old are you? I am 15 years old high school student.

<3 nina

Hey,
I'm 16 years old, and also a high school student. Do you have yahoo messenger? (I think mine is posted in my profile)

~Jamie~