i read like the first 20, and i’m basically just reading over how i feel, bits and pieces from everybody’s problems. i’m 18, i have a whole life ahead of me, i’m sure i have my life planned out already and yet right now i just feel empty and bored with myself. i tell myself that i’ll be happy with myself once i’m a couple years older, where i want to be, but as time passes i keep saying the same thing.
im in good health with a loving, supportive family, but i’m not a big fan of hanging out with my parents and grandparents, so i don’t see how they should keep me happy.
i’d say i started getting depressed around junior year. it usually hits me when i’m by myself or at home, but at school i had my friends and i feel like i’m at my best when i have friends around. i enjoy being with my boys, and i seem to forget about my problems when we’re eating shit together.
i feel insecurity ties in with this stuff. i’m a decent looking guy, according to people around me, but i don’t have that perfect body that all the guys want. i’ve been working on it but it feels like the progress is microscopic and it sucks. i have acne, my main insecurity. it’s not terrible acne, but it’s a huge deal to me. stress causes acne and my acne gives me stress, so it’s a never ending cycle? on my 4th acne medication and seeing that nothings working just makes my face feel like a lost cause. my last insecurity is probably my personality. i’m shy and i don’t talk much. with just one of my best friends around, i feel like it gets quiet at times and i blame myself for being awkward or just not super outgoing. i’m dumb and i say a lot of stupid shit, which i don’t care about when i’m with my friends but it gives me anxiety when i try to make a good impression on girls or new people. my shyness also affects that.
like guys i play video games. when i don’t have plans i can be on my pc all day, but with my recent depressive thoughts, i kind of see it as if i’m going into the game to have fun in another life, since i can’t have so much fun with my own.
another thing that helped me be at peace with myself was being high, but it only lasted so long. back when i first started smoking with my friends we’d plan a day and roll a blunt or two and enjoy ourselves a little, maybe once or twice a month. but then the wax cartridges came up everywhere, and the convenience of having a long lasting supply with no smell was perfect. i’d use them sometimes when i’d go out with friends. but then i was having so much more fun being high than sober, it broke me. i started getting comfortable with the high me, and i’d get high at my house when my parents weren’t around. then it got to being high on my lazy classes in high school, then just whenever i was in school, and it got to the point where i’d just be high all the time, even when my family is home. my personality changes when i’m high, although i get a bit dumber, i’m much more outgoing, friendlier with anybody, even teachers or other kids or adults i didn’t even know (even with my family), definetly funnier and i think much more liked. my tolerance increased after every cartridge, so i needed more and more each time i wanted to get high, to get away from my boring life. i had sold chips and soda my first 3 years in high school, and i blew about a good $500 or more on carts. addiction, not to weed, but just not being in my normal life. sometimes i get too carried away when i’m drinking too. my friends started to realize my cart situation before it got to that point and they tried to help me, but i blew their advice off. i was approached by an old friend towards the end of the school year who started training to join the marines, and i felt like i could give it a shot.
last june (2018) i decided to try and join the marines, i’ve been training with them since (due to a problem with my vision, i still don’t know if i’m able to enlist). this decision got me focused on staying sober, and it was the one thing i was actually motivated to do. i wouldn’t miss a single training. i was told that my next shot at enlisting would be this february, so around october i went back to my carts and back on my same shit because it was getting to the point where i wasn’t motivated as before. for all i know i won’t be able to enlist and that’s another downer on my life. last december i started missing on some days and making excuses. i started getting high everyday again, and some days i say i need to get stronger and i show up and train, even if i was high that day. this was just last week smh.
i’ve decided to stop because this turned me from being depressed to destructive. my parents caught me a handful of times, i can’t say how disappointed they probably are, and my friends were worried for me. but what do i do now so that i can enjoy my life?
i’m sorry if i ranted about my destructive tendencies but i felt it was the only way to get people to see the lengths i took so i could feel better with myself.
one if the things i read on here that really popped out was how depressing shifts action and motivation, i felt this. i feel as if i’m not motivated for anything anymore. i’m losing my motivation for the marines. my gym cycle is so inconsistent, i can’t go 2 weeks without stopping for another week or two. school has always been a drag for me, but i’m in college now and i’m still being incredibly lazy and i don’t want to do anything that requires me to do anything at home. my parents are middle class and they don’t have much, they’re paying for my education and i’m throwing their money away because of my problems. if i knew how improve my mentality and self-esteem i would.
i see others on social media living their lives to the fullest, going out, partying every week, and i can’t have that with no money or friends that have parties. with my shyness and insecurities i don’t think i can find new people who’d like to have me around. i’ll start working next month so i can at least start making some money again and hopefully it’ll lift my mood.
i’ve travelled a lot, gone on cruises and to different countries, vacation defienly throws all the bad thoughts in the recycle bin so you can pick them back up when you’re back.
again i’m sorry if i wrote too much, but i can’t really afford to go see anyone and i’d rather not tell my family that i might be clinically depressed.
if anybody has any ideas on how i can be at peace with myself, how to strengthen my self-esteem, stop being so bored with my life, stop being annoyed by little things in my way, how to be more motivated to goals i have or towards my own career, how to be a better person, please lmk i appriciate you.
if you read all this then you’re real cool and i thank you :’(