I’ve always struggled with anxiety throughout my life. About two weeks
ago I got into a really bad cycle of anxiety, (probably the worst I’ve
experienced to date) and when I finally got out of it after about a
week, I felt strange - kind of empty and...
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I’ve always struggled with anxiety throughout my life. About two weeks
ago I got into a really bad cycle of anxiety, (probably the worst I’ve
experienced to date) and when I finally got out of it after about a
week, I felt strange - kind of empty and flat. My emotions seemed
blunted, my sense of humor dulled. This was obviously bothersome, and
stimulated my anxiety. I began to worry if I was depressed. I was
sleeping a lot, not too interested in my usual hobbies, and feeling
disconnected from some of my friends. Over the next week, I felt the
same general way. However, a few times, I’ve managed to “snap out of
it”, usually when I would reason with myself enough to convince me I’m
fine. One particular night, after one of these realizations, I felt
perfectly back to normal - great mood, sense of humor back. I felt truly
normal. However, the next day, I found myself slipping back into the
feeling of the disinterested rut. This past semester, my two best
friends went to Europe to study aboard, and my girlfriend left for
Florida (1,000 miles away) to do the Disney College Program. I love my
roommate but he’s rarely ever home. As a result, I spend a lot of time
by myself, not really doing all that much. There’s not a lot to do on
campus and I don’t have a heavy courseload. I can’t figure out if these
moods are caused by genuine depression, or if I’m getting bored and
lonely, and my anxiety is grasping on to this, bringing me down further,
creating this weird rut. When I’m in big groups or in a fun social
setting I can sometimes “let go” and enjoy myself, but when I’m alone,
the more I think, the worse I feel - once I’m down like this, it’s hard
to get out of it. Do I have reason to be concerned that I’m actually
suffering from depression, or am I letting my anxiety make me over
analyze my feelings and perpetuate a bad mood that would have otherwise
passed? Thanks for any help.