I wish I could say I'm doing well, but I'm not. I need to go back to the doctor and get my Effexor adjusted, or something. I've been an emotional wreck all danged day. Out of three classes I had today, I went to one (blah), skipped one deliberately (why do I need a law course for an accounting degree?) and accidentally slept through the other, a 7pm finance class. I took a nap between the class I skipped and the night class, since I only got 5 hours of sleep last night and was exhausted. The hour long nap just made it worse, and I woke up at like 8:30. Whoops. Anyway...
I don't enjoy anything. I don't do anything for fun other than surf the web or read. No sports, no clubs, no outings with girlfriends (who happen to all be married with kids older than I am...yay for moving while still in college, and taking mostly night classes or classes with people 20+ years older), nothing. I don't have anything to look forward to. I go to class (assuming I work up the motivation to go), come home, get on the computer. I don't know HOW to enjoy things. I don't know what new things to try, and I don't like doing new things on my own anyway.
I want to make friends, but I don't know how to do that outside of a "hey, you're in my underwater basket weaving class" context. I've never NOT been in school.
I also struggle with horrible loneliness. Ever since I was little, all I wanted was to be married. (technically, up until about 10 I wanted to be a princess, but that involves marrying a prince, so I think it fits!) That's still all I want. To have someone pick ME. For ME to be good enough, depression, anxiety, weight, acne, infertility, and all. I've been single for almost 2 years now, and it sucks. I know being miserable and depressed makes me less likely to find someone, but being alone makes me miserable and depressed.
I felt okay on the Effexor, not great, but okay. Maybe it was that, or just having a bad day, or a combination of the two, but today was really bad. I feel like I'm in a hole and don't know how to get out, or even if I deserve to get out. It feels like it's my fault, that I'm doing this to myself and if I could just pull myself up by the bootstraps I'd be fine and happy.
I'm SO sorry this is so long. I didn't mean to blabber that much! Thank you for letting me get it out though
