Ever since I had my perceived spike happen to me a week ago, life has been hard. I've been depressed a lot of more lately because of the fact that at college I am socially isolated and alone. I also have an unresolved internal conflict over whether I am content or not with being alone.
To top it off people who I have befriended don't seem to give me much time of day. Perhaps I'm acting too needy or demanding but I feel alone when I'm away at school. Most other students are probably enjoying their spring break in some exotic location, making life long memories with friends while I sit at home and struggle to study for an exam my returning week.
Tinnitus introduced depression at its current magnitude to me as an adult. I started seeing a new therapist but am unsure if he can truly help me. After last semester I am less inclined to tell anyone I' having serious suicidal thoughts as I have no desire to be committed. I despise psychiatrists and will only be antagonist towards them. I also have no desire to take antidepressants, especially selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors. Regardless of how effective the typically are, I will not wait 4-6 weeks for a medication to potentially improve the symptom of the greater problem.
Life wasn't perfect before tinnitus but I wasn't depressed. I miss my old life and how great things used to be. Back when I had a car and house to myself, back when I partied and did drugs all the time, back when I had a larger group of friends to hand out with that I no longer do. back before I knew what true depression felt like.
Life sucks now, and I hardly see what there is to live for. The tinnitus isn't at the forefront of my mind anymore, but it is always there to kick me in the ball when I'm down. I always struggle socially and usually end up rejected and alone. So maybe the tinnitus is here to expedite the inevitable and push me over the edge.
To top it off people who I have befriended don't seem to give me much time of day. Perhaps I'm acting too needy or demanding but I feel alone when I'm away at school. Most other students are probably enjoying their spring break in some exotic location, making life long memories with friends while I sit at home and struggle to study for an exam my returning week.
Tinnitus introduced depression at its current magnitude to me as an adult. I started seeing a new therapist but am unsure if he can truly help me. After last semester I am less inclined to tell anyone I' having serious suicidal thoughts as I have no desire to be committed. I despise psychiatrists and will only be antagonist towards them. I also have no desire to take antidepressants, especially selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors. Regardless of how effective the typically are, I will not wait 4-6 weeks for a medication to potentially improve the symptom of the greater problem.
Life wasn't perfect before tinnitus but I wasn't depressed. I miss my old life and how great things used to be. Back when I had a car and house to myself, back when I partied and did drugs all the time, back when I had a larger group of friends to hand out with that I no longer do. back before I knew what true depression felt like.
Life sucks now, and I hardly see what there is to live for. The tinnitus isn't at the forefront of my mind anymore, but it is always there to kick me in the ball when I'm down. I always struggle socially and usually end up rejected and alone. So maybe the tinnitus is here to expedite the inevitable and push me over the edge.