What more could I do to stop going crazy?
I feel like this, even though it might not all be true:
I'm never going to have anyone who cares about me in the entire world. The only reason people ever start talking to me is because of pity, and then when they realize there is a reason I'm so pathetic they're stuck being nice to me because they're nice people. My family is obviously obligated to me, but they don't like me as a person; they all just want me to change so they don't have to feel guilty about hating a relative anymore. Everyone else ignores me because they realize how crazy and annoying I am. I am just like a crack addict living on the street except even normal, not really-that-nice people feel bad for those guys.
I don't hang out with people, I'm not invited anywhere except when I hint that I would like to go and nice people feel bad for me. I have never NOT been a tag-along, "following people around" as they do whatever. I have no idea how to act or if someone is saying what they mean or using it to disguise what they really want to say, but always end up assuming the latter. I try so hard not to talk about myself and to be submissive and have good manners so that I seem as nice as possible to other people, but I still get whispers and dirty looks out of nowhere.
Even the people who I *think* realize something is wrong with me talk about me behind my back like I'm doing things on purpose just to annoy them. I can't help my reaction to the horrible fear I feel whenever I have to say a single sentence, or even ask a clerk at a store for something. I have to cringe and hide my eyes and look sad and speak under my voice, which makes me feel better and like I am being less of a nuisance, imposing less of my inherent disagreeability on a person. I haven't made eye contact with someone for more than a few seconds since at least fourth grade.
Even though I live in a dorm with my friend/roommate, I always feel like a huge burden and that my very presence bothers people. It has been that way forever. I wish I could just be alone 24/7 and stop bugging everyone around me. It is the worst feeling. I just want everyone else to be peaceful.
Not an hour ago I accidentally walked into another girl's room across the hall, and when I realized what I did I locked the door in panic. She came back and saw me there, and got extremely angry at me. She didn't understand why I locked the door. Now I'm going to get in trouble, but I'm not really that worried about it. I feel so horrible that I did that.
Another thing I do is stop while walking down the street or in a store, and hide my head in fear. I have to, or else the agitation is just too painful.
So what more could I possibly do?
I've been going to an awesome therapist for an hour a week for about three months, and I started Zoloft last month for the extreme social anxiety (I haven't been able to afford refilling my prescription for about three weeks, but I should be able to tomorrow). But everything seems like it's just gotten way, way worse since then. I thought it might be because I drank pretty much every day in high school, and that relieved me a little bit, but I don't do it now. I'm way into meditation, healthy eating, etc. instead. I just have no idea what more I could do.
Sometimes SSRIs make things worse before they get better. It's also probably not a good idea to be taking it inconsistently. Although I don't know what to tell you about paying for it -- I'm a college student too and my mom's insurance has always covered any medicine (including psychiatric) that I have needed. Are you at least on a generic? If Zoloft doesn't come in a generic ask for an SSRI that does so it will be cheaper. (I'm on fluoxetine.)
About the rest of what you said: I think it's pretty clear that you are clinically depressed. There isn't much I advice I can give you except to try to separate yourself from your depression as much as you can -- tell yourself that you are having these negative feelings because of chemical imbalance, and not because no one likes you (which I am sure is not the case). It's probably going to take more than that to feel better, but I've always found it some consolation. Other than that, keep with the therapist, keep up with the antidepressants, and try to stay active and busy as much as possible.
Feel free to email me if you want. I had very similar feelings of desperation my freshman year, and two years later I am doing much better. Hang in there.
posted by puffin at 9:14 PM on March 8, 2007