Hi.
I don't even know why I'm writing this here.
I don't think I'm depressed, depression is, like love, one of those words that are so big and scary that one cannot simply say to be depressed (unless you're diagnosed as depressed by a professional I guess). I'm just really sad. And I feel like every morning I don't want to get out of bed because I know this day will be worse than the previous one. I try to sleep the longest possible to make the day last the shortest time possible.
I think I'm writing this because I just need to talk. And I don't wanna complain to people that are friends of mine, but not really friends that close.
Let's begin.
I'm 19 years old (I know, I'm too young to complain so much, I should be enjoying life, but what can I do) and first of all English isn't my native language, so you'll have to stand my terrible grammar. My native language feels just too personal for talking about this stuff, and I don't want to be recognized by someone I'm in touch with in real life (or should I call it false life?) because I'm ashamed of what I feel.
I feel like I'm nothing. I never felt at ease with myself, and to be "happy" (another big word) I always had to rely on other people. I feel like I'm a follower, I don't have a personality, I just adapt myself so that whoever is around me likes me. I don't have any tastes. I just pretend to like whatever people around me like. It's useless to say that I don't have many close friends. The few friends I have feel distant to me, I would never tell them what I'm writing here. I feel like everyone else have their own life and make their own choices, while I'm here hanging on nothing, waiting for something to happen, waiting for someone to notice me so I can copy them and be accepted. I've always been like this, but due to recent events, I really started thinking about it.
About an year ago, or more, I started feeling something that someone maybe would call love, and that others would call complete and unhealthy obsession, for a girl. When I started feeling something for her, and initially felt reciprocated, I obviously started completely relying on this person. I completely deleted myself and what I am. I transferred everything that I was on her: my life, that before depended on some group of people, now depended completely on one person. When this person started having an insight of what I really am inside, she obviously detached from me, it's already pretty difficult being one person, I can't imagine how is it to be two. So some months ago she left me and I barely heard of her since. Needless to say, the symptoms of the "broken heart", that are nothing to complain about since everyone felt them at my age, just add up to those I already feel. I really cared for her, and I hope it wasn't only egoism...
The last year of school ended a months ago, and I lost contact with almost everyone of my "friends", either they're in couple or I let them go when I thought I could rely on someone else for ever. I spent this month of summer alone with my thoughts.
I feel completely empty. Without someone else filling me, I am completely empty. With the single person that literally defined me gone, I am absolutely nothing, I'm an empty shell with no personality, no real feelings, only this unbearable sensation of "emptiness". I spend my day doing nothing, since I don't like anything. Everything seems plain, boring, why should I do something for myself, if that isn't going to get me close to people because I don't really know anyone? It's pointless. So I just do nothing, besides remembering the past.
I'll finish here because I'm getting repetitive and this is already pretty long. I don't know if someone will ever read this, I don't know if I care.
Bye.
(I had to give my email to register, how do I make sure it's not visible? I really don't want someone I know to read this...)