Hello, friends!
I was wondering if anyone had experience with opening up about mental illness with friends/acquaintances. I'm not in the best of places right now and as per every "Suicide Prevention/Depression" pamphlet, I want to avoid isolating myself and try to find comfort in others.
Note that I'm a university student so this may sound a tad like your typical high school drama, haha:
I've lived many years with codependency issues (which I'm struggling to overcome) and have recently shut down completely because the group of people who gave me purpose have become distant. Not out of spite or anything! I've just learned that I've pined for their approval and friendship much more than they did for mine. I have a lot of trouble making friends so when I do find my people, I cling on for dear life, haha. The problem being, of course, is that I've lost all sense of identity and have not made any other friends in the meantime. They have continued to live happy (seemingly), fulfilled lives, while I have been sulking about where I fit into theirs. While none of them hate me (as my inner voice tells me every morning and every night), I don't think that they necessarily care that much about me (as much as I care about them, at least). Lovely people - don't get me wrong - I may just not be their cup of tea.
WHICH brings us the problem at hand:
There is one friend (an angel, honestly) who as always been the most gentle and caring of people. He and I meet once a week for lunch because at the beginning of the semester I built up the courage to reach out and talk to him about my mental state. The thing is, I'm always trying to do whatever I can to get people to like me. And because of this, I lie. I lie a lot. I smile every morning when I want to frown. I joke and make people laugh when really I want to cry. I pretend that nothing's wrong because I'm afraid that if people didn't like me (my paranoia speaking) when I pretended to be healthy (mentally), then why would they want me around in such a miserable state?
So whenever he and I meet, I'm afraid to say anything. It's not like I've gotten any better since September but he wouldn't know because I've never brought anything up after that. I'm already always anxious about him hating me and having to tolerate having me around, so... I don't know, guys... sometimes I speak and I don't feel like anyone cares. There are people in my life who knew that I was suicidal and still proceeded to do things that REALLY hurt me (I, of course, showed no sign of being upset or angry and told them that everything was alright and they were totally justified in doing what they did). I already think that he is only hanging out with me as a chore and I'm afraid of saying anything that will turn him away... just because of... experience.
TL;DR: sad, scared, alone, and deprived of affection (I haven't been hugged since 2016! haha, sorry, sorry, I'll stop)
Advice greatly appreciated! Thank you! All the best! <3
I was wondering if anyone had experience with opening up about mental illness with friends/acquaintances. I'm not in the best of places right now and as per every "Suicide Prevention/Depression" pamphlet, I want to avoid isolating myself and try to find comfort in others.
Note that I'm a university student so this may sound a tad like your typical high school drama, haha:
I've lived many years with codependency issues (which I'm struggling to overcome) and have recently shut down completely because the group of people who gave me purpose have become distant. Not out of spite or anything! I've just learned that I've pined for their approval and friendship much more than they did for mine. I have a lot of trouble making friends so when I do find my people, I cling on for dear life, haha. The problem being, of course, is that I've lost all sense of identity and have not made any other friends in the meantime. They have continued to live happy (seemingly), fulfilled lives, while I have been sulking about where I fit into theirs. While none of them hate me (as my inner voice tells me every morning and every night), I don't think that they necessarily care that much about me (as much as I care about them, at least). Lovely people - don't get me wrong - I may just not be their cup of tea.
WHICH brings us the problem at hand:
There is one friend (an angel, honestly) who as always been the most gentle and caring of people. He and I meet once a week for lunch because at the beginning of the semester I built up the courage to reach out and talk to him about my mental state. The thing is, I'm always trying to do whatever I can to get people to like me. And because of this, I lie. I lie a lot. I smile every morning when I want to frown. I joke and make people laugh when really I want to cry. I pretend that nothing's wrong because I'm afraid that if people didn't like me (my paranoia speaking) when I pretended to be healthy (mentally), then why would they want me around in such a miserable state?
So whenever he and I meet, I'm afraid to say anything. It's not like I've gotten any better since September but he wouldn't know because I've never brought anything up after that. I'm already always anxious about him hating me and having to tolerate having me around, so... I don't know, guys... sometimes I speak and I don't feel like anyone cares. There are people in my life who knew that I was suicidal and still proceeded to do things that REALLY hurt me (I, of course, showed no sign of being upset or angry and told them that everything was alright and they were totally justified in doing what they did). I already think that he is only hanging out with me as a chore and I'm afraid of saying anything that will turn him away... just because of... experience.
TL;DR: sad, scared, alone, and deprived of affection (I haven't been hugged since 2016! haha, sorry, sorry, I'll stop)
Advice greatly appreciated! Thank you! All the best! <3
You also find yourself spending a great deal of time studying the rafts of those around you and despairing of the multiplicity of flaws that you observe... 'if only other people had their rafts sorted out... I could just jump onto their raft when mine goes to pieces'!
You put a smile on my face too; the world needs more sweet people like you. < 3 I wish you the absolute best! If you need anything I'm totally here to help you. You'll be in my thoughts!