This may turn out to be a rant, but it’s the best way to get my hurricane of thoughts out. Please me help if you have time to read. Read it carefully if you can. It’s messy. I feel I have no where else to ask for help.
My whole life I’ve been a quiet girl at school. In elementary, I was too shy and uncomfortable to speak up. As the years went by and now I’m about to graduate high school, I’ve grown braver with speaking up. However, I feel that even though personally I’ve grown, in comparison to the other kids, I haven’t grown that much.
Let me describe myself a bit. I have a few(2-3) close friends, but even at times I remain distant from them. They’re academically driven, smart, and more socially intelligent than me. Even with them things can get quiet and distant, and I feel that my relationship with them is fragile. Our relationship isn’t strong; the energy level is relatively low and calm. We’ve had those fun times and moments, but for the most part now, I feel that the energy between me and them is dwindling. Then, I also have some underclassmen and other people that I talk to who are in the clubs and music class I am in. I can make an effort to joke and laugh with them, but in the end they aren’t really close friends.
If I didn’t have this social anxiety (let’s abbreviate it as SA) thing, I would probably be really silly, weird, laughing, happy. But it’s been with me my whole life. At home, I’m fine, but at school, I completely shut down as a person. Living with this for such a long time is affecting me at home and as a person. I’m scared and sad.
My problem shouldn’t be called social anxiety exactly, but that is what I call it because I don’t know what else to call it. Because what I go through at school isn’t nervousness or anything, it’s more of feelings of intense inadequacy and feeling awkward and great discomfort in socializing. I feel uncomfortable talking to people. I stay quiet and say little because either a.)I feel I have nothing worthy to say/can’t think of anything (worthy) to say b.)I am UNCOMFORTABLE c.)I feel unworthy of saying anything and that the person I’m talking to is too socially intelligent and better than me for me to talk to, so I stay quiet or awkwardly try to say something. It’s killing me. I don’t think I have depression, but this social anxiety thing is triggering depression.
It’s the end of the high school journey. Currently everyone is embracing and reminiscing about their past and their friendship and signing yearbooks. And it’s hell for me. I am so ashamed and embarrassed. I feel so disconnected from everyone around me, and I feel so uncomfortable when my friends are asked to sign yearbooks and look back tearfully at the beautiful past they had with their other friends while I’m a left out. When I get home, I get really depressed, and I can’t stop thinking about what happened. I’ve signed a few yearbooks, but they’re nothing compared to my friends. I have a yearbook that a teacher got for me (bless her soul) when she saw I didn’t have one, but the reason I didn’t want a yearbook was because I don’t want to remember. I am disconnected and depressed in the school environment; why would I want to remember it?
I have a week and a day of school before graduation. I don’t want to go to the rest of the school sessions. We finished AP testing, so it’s really just party, movies, signing yearbook, and light, irrelevant work to pass time. The socializing aspect has intensified, and it’s making me feel embarrassed, humiliated, and depressed, because I feel that this atmosphere magnifies my emotional and social isolation. I compare myself to my friends a lot. They seem to be enjoying so much love with their other friends. I feel so bad. I feel like I’m sinning for being left out, even though my SA isn’t something under my control. I feel like I am a bad person for not socializing and having meaningful friendships, but I honestly can’t control that. If it is under my control, I would have changed things 13 years ago.
My most immediate problem is that I don’t want to attend the rest of the school days. It’s going to be painful, dreadful, humiliating, embarrassing, and depressing. I won’t be missing out academically. I know people will frown in concern and say, “but oh, you’re missing out!” They’re right, I’m missing out. But I won’t be enjoying anything if I go. For me, the upcoming week will be painful and scary. I feel like crying as I write this, but I’m so sick of crying.
The other problem is that I don’t want to go to graduation. I think that given my social standing, no one, or barely anyone will clap for me. In addition, I feel I will be compared to my friends and have their accomplishments and awards lined up next to my empty hands.
I envision my friends receiving a great amount of cheers and me receiving little to no cheers and feeling humiliated, stressed, and depressed about it. Then, my friends and I will find our family, who may be next to each other. They will congratulate us, and my family will say how proud they are of my friends. My relatives will be coming over to see me, and they’ll ask my friends which college they’re going to. My family and relatives will be impressed and beam at them. I’ll stand idly by and smile as best as possible as I break down emotionally inside. Then, my friends will be pulled away by their other friends and underclassmen. They’ll cry and say how much they’ll miss them and shower them with love and embraces. I will stay with my family, make conversation, and probably ask to go home. My family will try to ignore the fact that I’m lonely and don’t have as many friends as my friends and smile and say they’re proud of me no matter what. We depart, say bye to my friends and their family. I go home. Make an effort to talk to my relatives and act happy. I go to sleep. I try not to cry. Maybe no one will notice. Maybe I do end up breaking down, BADLY, and everyone gets concerned and the night is ruined.
My fear of graduation is probably due to the fact I had a horrible 8th grade promotion. The same friends received awards and a lot of cheers and love. I did not. I was depressed and lonely. When I got home, they came to my house to talk. My mom saw all the awards. She congratulated them. I felt HORRIBLE. That night, my mom was disappointed, upset, and mad at me for not accomplishing anything. It was excruciating and scarring, from the promotion experience to being compared to my friends to my mom’s frustration with my lack of accomplishment.
I’m scared about this graduation or the rest of school days. I REALLY, REALLY, don’t want to go. I don’t want to be in pain anymore. I know running away from my problems won’t solve them, but facing them with the current mental and social state I’m in won’t solve them either. It will simply put me through an immense amount of emotional pain and depression.
I’ve seen a psychologist before, but a.) it felt too complicated and ineffective b.) she didn’t feel like the right person for me and c.) my parents had complications with her and it just made me feel discouraged about trusting her.
My problem with SA is so pathetic, so I’m scared to identify it as a problem with other people. I’ve told my parents, but they seem to think that grades are the root cause of my mental downfall. They don’t seem to take my SA seriously, or maybe they just don’t want to accept the pathetic problem as the true root cause of my instability.
I’m probably going to talk to a school counselor soon about this, but I don’t know how much help it will me.
I don’t want to hurt anymore. I want this stupid SA to be gone. I want to live, but I feel like dying. Like there’s no point in life. It’s painful, sad, dreadful, and pessimistic.
WHAT SHOULD I DO?