I'm 15, on my school holidays right now. Like always, I'm stressed and
anxious about going back to school despite getting good grades, having a
large net of friends. I don't even know why I'm feeling this way. I can
pinpoint (or at least, remember) t...
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I'm 15, on my school holidays right now. Like always, I'm stressed and
anxious about going back to school despite getting good grades, having a
large net of friends. I don't even know why I'm feeling this way. I can
pinpoint (or at least, remember) the day when this switch swapped in my
head and I became deeply unhappy. I don't think I had let the stress of
school and the world into my psyche before then. But suddenly I stopped
talking as much, stopped contributing in class, making any sort of
effort with my friends. I was completely exhausted by everything.
Fatally bored all the time. Since then, outwardly at least, I have
become a imitation of what I was before; I doubt anyone noticed the
shift between old, happy me and new "happy" me, but I certainly feel it.
I haven't been happy in so so long. And last year, I didn't mind so
much. Like I know being sad is miserable, but sometimes it was okay. I
can't describe it. But it's gotten to a certain point where I really
want to be happy, but cannot figure out how. I'm so weighted down, and
there is this incredible pressure in my chest. I'm so tired. I thought
until about ten minutes ago that I was probably being sad for attention.
But nobody knows. And in some ways, mental illness is, in my grade, a
competition. My friends leave class crying, which is horrible for them
and I want them to be okay, but it also means they get a lot of
attention (which they need). And I'm always checking in on them. But
they never ask me. I have only left class once, sobbing, because of
something that I had found out during the lesson. Even then I didn't let
them see me cry. I'm incapable of letting them see me cry. And to make
matters worse, a lot of horrifying events have just been uncovered about
someone close to me that I don't have the ability to grapple with. I
want someone to pull me out of my life and say,"You're okay, you just
need a break and then you can go back in a couple months, when you feel
better." I've talked to the councillor but found their explanations too
simplistic. Equating everything back to school. I'm looking for
anything, honestly. I just don't know how to live like this anymore.
Thanks for getting this far