<p>Hi,</p>
<p>I'm currently in my second semester of university at a large competitive urban school very far away from home. Right now I am at a loss for what to do.</p>
<p>I have been depressed for most of my life, but I am also a very introverted and independent person, so I have never really talked to someone about it. I have learned how to grin and bear it, and that has worked up until this year. I graduated from high school with a high GPA because I went to a very easy school. It didn't matter that I did not really put the work into it. I did the homework and took tests without studying, and poof a 4.0. But college is not like that, obviously.</p>
<p>Last semester I passed all of my classes and ended up with a A- average, despite the fact that I never went to class. I did most of the assignments, but I never really studied, even during exam week. I just stressed over it. I went to my calculus class that met 4 times a week, fewer than 10 times. I am not proud of this, and I go out of my way to hide it. My friends and parents think I went to class. I started spending 18 hours a day sleeping. I have made some friends. I am confident and know that I am very lucky, but I just can't make myself happy.</p>
<p>This has led to alcohol abuse and suicidal tendencies. Again, I can remember these feelings happen as early as 3rd grade, but I have never truly acted on them. My last year of high school, I was president of several clubs and received awards for being "honorable" and stuff like that. Meanwhile, I skipped around 5 days of school and got away with it by lying well, and no one ever found out. One time I even decided to run away. I know that sounds silly. I spent half a day "running away" before deciding that that would be way too cruel to my parents and went back home and covered it up.</p>
<p>But I am sick of this. I am convinced that this is how I am going to live the rest of my life. And the same approach does not work in university. My grades are going to be much worse this term, and I can't even imagine taking the classes that are actually hard. I don't go to class. I just hate it so much. Sometimes I walk all the way to class and then just turn around. When I do manage to make myself sit in the class, I am distracted by everything. Last term I spent calculus classes writing. I don't even like writing. I have been distracted by the fact that we have shadows under the corners of our nose and that the writing on pens is for right-handed people to read. Going to class is stressful. It makes me see how distractible I am. But studying is even worse. I just can't make myself do it. It doesn't matter when or where I try.</p>
<p>I hate the idea of coming out of university with a subpar gpa. I really don't care that much except that I hate doing poorly. Right now all I want to do is drop-out and hope that I will go back later in a better mental state. I don't want to let anyone down. I don't want to make people worry about me. If I have a terrible gpa, my parents will worry and start trying to get to know me. I recognize that my parents "love" me and that they are much happier if they perceive that I am happy. I wish that they cared less. I hate hurting people. If I drop out, then I will shock and let down everyone. I am so sick of having to please people. I don't know what to do.</p>
<p>I know you are going to say to go to student health services, but I can't go for mental help. The job that I most want right now requires that you have never gone to counseling or taken psychiatric drugs. I think the job is really what I want. It's my goal. I am confident that if I were to get that job, it would be good for me mentally and that I could handle it as well as anyone.</p>
<p>But there is a Catch-22, because in order to get that job, I am going to need a good gpa, which is something that I should be capable of. I am intelligent enough, it's that I can't focus. I can't get my mind to work right. I have been worried about this for a long time and have done a lot of research. I think if I were to sit down with a psychiatrist and tell them everything, I would be diagnosed with a disorder. I don't want that. Then I could never do the thing that I want to do. I don't want to need help. I don't know how to ask for help, because I have always been able to pick myself up and suck it up.</p>
<p>I don't have any real desire to be with people. I have made some friends I suppose, but the friendships are quite superficial. I go out with them some, but when I am out, all I do is wish I were alone. I have never had any desire for sex or a relationship with someone, although I have had opportunities for both. I don't really like being with my family either, but I suck it up and pretend.</p>
<p>I don't think I can suck it up any more. I'm scared that I'll end up killing myself, because I think about it too much. But I don't want to hurt anyone, and that would certainly do it. I wish that other people were not so attached to me. I wish I could be free to completely screw up my life without screwing up the lives of others.</p>
<p>Thank you for any advice you can give me. I just don't know what to do any more.</p>