Hello! I've been struggling with depression and anxiety ever since I was a teenager. I push through the years, fighting until just Can't hold it together and I break down, slowly to emerge to get back up from the abyss. I've always felt so alone in my life because I never could tell people how I really feel. I don't want to burden them. Plus, I can't trust people who have never experienced depression or anxiety. I don't know many people who experience what anxiety or depression. Everyone around me seems so put together, so perfect. I feel so many things like loneliness, fear, sensitive, fragile or numb. The feelings that seem so elusive to me are contentment, joy and happiness. Luckily, a laugh or chuckle may surprise me if I listen to the right comedian.
I'm grateful to have found this place because now I can release and share my biggest sorrow. I've loved my best friend ever since I was 15. We have been friends for so many years and I have always been there for him. My love for him has always been unrequited. But I truly believe he loves me in his own way. It doesn't help that there were glimpses of more throughout the years. However, I will never be his wife or girlfriend. Always the best friend. I accept that... It doesn't mean that it is a painful realization. I
In the last 5 years, he got a girlfriend. I am the complete opposite of her. Our friendship hasn't been the same ever since. I've liked some of his past girlfriends, but not this one.I find her narcissistic, vapid, selfish and thinks she knows everything. My best friend doesn't see this and makes excuses for her inconsiderate behavior because he says that she is used to being the center of attention. That she doesn't know any better. I get it! She is beautiful on the outside, but inside she is horrible. One time, she made fun of me for being friendly with the President of a local biker club. I think she was jealous because he didn't pay any attention to her. In fact, I have social anxiety.
A couple of months ago, I went on vacation with my best friend and traveled around for two weeks. In my head, I knew these were the last days I would spend with him. I was going to walk away and disappear. I couldn't go on seeing him. It was too painful to be around him and his girlfriend.
So I moved away without a trace. He called me but I told him that I just can't speak to him because I am going through a transition.
I see him haunt me on Instagram with his posts of having fun. While, I am alone and have lost my best friend. I'm so depressed. I think the day I will get over it will be the day I take my last breath.
I finally have a place to release my grief because it's been residing in my heart for so many years.
Thank you for listening-
😻Ayla Kat