Ok I'll starts by introducing myself...
I'm Steve, i'm from Canada and I'm 20 years.
I'm a normal dude. Pretty normal life. I go to college and have godd grades even if I never study. I have good friends and everyone seems to like me cause I'm a good guy. I have the best parents in the world (I could be a junkie and they would still love me and I'm sure of that). I'm in shape, I play hockey since I'm 4 (Which canadian guy doesn't :biggrin
and I've been training for 6 month.
The problem is.... I AM SO DEPRESSED!!!!
When I was 15, I was diagnosed with Panic attack. I took pills for two years and managed to get rid of it by the age of 18. Since then, I feel empty and I can't get my fingers on the problem. I believe I missed 3 years of my teen years... and I'm feeling the consequences right now. See the pills make me sleep 18 hours a day. It took me 2 years to get rid of those because I could not bare to face my disease. When I finally got ride of all this I though great maybe I'll find happiness once again.... NO. I went to see a therapist.... she concluded I was perfectly normal. So why am i suffering like this!?!?!
My friends thinks it's because I never got a girlfriend. I say it's bullshit. I think it's deeper in me. I just CAN'T enjoy life anymore and I don't know why. The only way I can avoid all this depression is by keeping myself busy. If I don't and i'm lonely, I start thinking and BOOM... I feel like crap for days. I week ago I hurt my shoulder, it's been 7 days I can't do anything that could keep me busy (gym, hockey hanging out with friends). 7 days by myself to think. My only conclusion, I am my worst enemy. And I don't know but it's seems I don'T let myself enjoy life or anything else. I get bored real fast of everything. It's getting harder and harder to keep myself busy and away from my mind.
Now, all this lead to a lake of self confidence. I hate myself for making me suffer like that and that sucks. I'm like in ficious circle from which I can't get out even if I try.
I have everything to succeed in life. I should be happy... no? I should be able to enjoy life at it's fullest... or or part of it. Now, it's been 5 long years since I taste true happiness and I don't remember the taste of it. In two days it's Christmas... in 9 new year... and I hate it.... why?.... cause I keep making myself the same promise every new year... that I will find hapiness...
P.S. Sorry for my bad english.... I'm french :cool:
I'm Steve, i'm from Canada and I'm 20 years.
I'm a normal dude. Pretty normal life. I go to college and have godd grades even if I never study. I have good friends and everyone seems to like me cause I'm a good guy. I have the best parents in the world (I could be a junkie and they would still love me and I'm sure of that). I'm in shape, I play hockey since I'm 4 (Which canadian guy doesn't :biggrin
The problem is.... I AM SO DEPRESSED!!!!
When I was 15, I was diagnosed with Panic attack. I took pills for two years and managed to get rid of it by the age of 18. Since then, I feel empty and I can't get my fingers on the problem. I believe I missed 3 years of my teen years... and I'm feeling the consequences right now. See the pills make me sleep 18 hours a day. It took me 2 years to get rid of those because I could not bare to face my disease. When I finally got ride of all this I though great maybe I'll find happiness once again.... NO. I went to see a therapist.... she concluded I was perfectly normal. So why am i suffering like this!?!?!
My friends thinks it's because I never got a girlfriend. I say it's bullshit. I think it's deeper in me. I just CAN'T enjoy life anymore and I don't know why. The only way I can avoid all this depression is by keeping myself busy. If I don't and i'm lonely, I start thinking and BOOM... I feel like crap for days. I week ago I hurt my shoulder, it's been 7 days I can't do anything that could keep me busy (gym, hockey hanging out with friends). 7 days by myself to think. My only conclusion, I am my worst enemy. And I don't know but it's seems I don'T let myself enjoy life or anything else. I get bored real fast of everything. It's getting harder and harder to keep myself busy and away from my mind.
Now, all this lead to a lake of self confidence. I hate myself for making me suffer like that and that sucks. I'm like in ficious circle from which I can't get out even if I try.
I have everything to succeed in life. I should be happy... no? I should be able to enjoy life at it's fullest... or or part of it. Now, it's been 5 long years since I taste true happiness and I don't remember the taste of it. In two days it's Christmas... in 9 new year... and I hate it.... why?.... cause I keep making myself the same promise every new year... that I will find hapiness...
P.S. Sorry for my bad english.... I'm french :cool: