Skip all my classes for a semester and play TES: Oblivion instead. When I failed to graduate on time she was like “our life paths don’t line up” and was outta there.
I was going through some shit, and in retrospect, it may have been the shit I was going through and not the wasted semester, which was just a symptom, that was the problem. I continued that downward spiral until I spent a stint homeless.
Hope you’re in a better place now, or at least working towards it.
Oh, that was over a decade ago. With a lot of help, a lot of hard work, and a lot of luck I crawled out of the hole I’d dug.
Hands down, ignoring my depression for so many years. Cost me countless friends and relationships.
The shame people at least used to put in getting any kind of help for mental health made me try to overcome it all on my own, and for most of my life I’ve probably made things worse for a lot of people and don’t fault them one bit for not wanting to be around me.
Getting help, for me at least, was very easy, cheap, and straightforward, and I almost immediately did a 180 in most every aspect of my life. I hardly recognize how old me used to live now, but I also have the guilt of all I did while I was untreated.
Not speaking up for my wants and needs. Being a “soldier” and sucking everything up just creates resentment and gives the other person the mistaken assumption that you are ok with everything. It is ok to say “I don’t agree” or “I don’t like this” as long as you do it respectfully.
