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So here goes.
None of my friends understand this disease, and it's hard to keep friendships when I'm constantly sick and unable to hang out. I need to make friends though, I'm so depressed. I haven't seen anyone outside of my home for months. I'm taking an extra year of highschool this year, and because of this, what little friends I had are all in University. They've moved on with their lives and I'm still stuck in the same old rut I've been in for four years.
I'm so ashamed and depressed, and I can't show this to my family. I don't want to worry them even more than they already are. I'm 19, have had to quit my part time job, haven't gotten my drivers license yet, haven't achieved ANYTHING in my life yet, I've never dated anyone, never even kissed anyone.
I feel so alone. I'm always sick. I'm so tired.. I've been sick for years and I can't take it anymore. I'm so worried. My future isn't fathomable. WHAT future? I don't know if I'm going to be able to graduate with any degree in anything because of this illness. If I do, I'll be so old by then. I want to be young and have fun but I can't. I'm 19. And I look like I'm 14. I couldn't go to prom. I skipped all my birthdays.
I'm not feeling sorry for my self. I'm just super angry about it. :frown: I'm so angry. I hate this, I hate everything. People say, "don't let this disease define you."
Well sorry... it already has. It's defined every aspect of my life, from when I was seven years old, till now.
God. I'm not one of those people who vent like this. I never do this. I'm going to regret posting this. Already do.
And really. Why am I so depressed about it? Oh the irony. My struggles haven't been as hard as a lot of other people here. In fact. I'm extremely lucky. Sooo lucky. Which makes me even more angry. I feel like my struggles and my anger and sadness and feelings aren't justified.
I'm just so scared for the future. So desperate for a cure that will never come. So depressed that my body is ruined for future partners. I have hemorrhoids the size of grapes. Who would want to fuck someone like me?
These words aren't and can't describe the acute agony I'm emotionally dealing with. Nothing can. I hate this life.
Sorry for this stupid post. I'm so sorry. :'(
None of my friends understand this disease, and it's hard to keep friendships when I'm constantly sick and unable to hang out. I need to make friends though, I'm so depressed. I haven't seen anyone outside of my home for months. I'm taking an extra year of highschool this year, and because of this, what little friends I had are all in University. They've moved on with their lives and I'm still stuck in the same old rut I've been in for four years.
I'm so ashamed and depressed, and I can't show this to my family. I don't want to worry them even more than they already are. I'm 19, have had to quit my part time job, haven't gotten my drivers license yet, haven't achieved ANYTHING in my life yet, I've never dated anyone, never even kissed anyone.
I feel so alone. I'm always sick. I'm so tired.. I've been sick for years and I can't take it anymore. I'm so worried. My future isn't fathomable. WHAT future? I don't know if I'm going to be able to graduate with any degree in anything because of this illness. If I do, I'll be so old by then. I want to be young and have fun but I can't. I'm 19. And I look like I'm 14. I couldn't go to prom. I skipped all my birthdays.
I'm not feeling sorry for my self. I'm just super angry about it. :frown: I'm so angry. I hate this, I hate everything. People say, "don't let this disease define you."
Well sorry... it already has. It's defined every aspect of my life, from when I was seven years old, till now.
God. I'm not one of those people who vent like this. I never do this. I'm going to regret posting this. Already do.
And really. Why am I so depressed about it? Oh the irony. My struggles haven't been as hard as a lot of other people here. In fact. I'm extremely lucky. Sooo lucky. Which makes me even more angry. I feel like my struggles and my anger and sadness and feelings aren't justified.
I'm just so scared for the future. So desperate for a cure that will never come. So depressed that my body is ruined for future partners. I have hemorrhoids the size of grapes. Who would want to fuck someone like me?
These words aren't and can't describe the acute agony I'm emotionally dealing with. Nothing can. I hate this life.
Sorry for this stupid post. I'm so sorry. :'(