I go to a public college, but it feels like a smaller school as most people live off campus. I’m four hours away, don’t have a car and so I only go home on breaks. I’m halfway through the second semester of my freshman year–fifty days until I can go home for summer, yes I’m literally counting down the days–and I still feel as though this is my first week here.
Every time I have to leave home and go back to school, I end up breaking down because I just want to be at home and not here.
My grades are pretty stellar and I’m confident in my choice of major. I get enough sleep, workout a couple days a week, and generally eat pretty healthy. But there is one area in which I am profoundly lacking.
My social life.
In high school I guess I’m what you would classify as a loner, and I was okay with that. I had a couple good friends and I just chalked it up to the fact that high school and high schoolers are just horrible in general. I was convinced that once I got to college I would somehow become this social butterfly from this previously shy and introverted person that I was.
Surprise, surprise, the only things that have changed were the people and the school. I am still the same. I’ve thought a lot about this, and I definitely never realized how much a security blanket my home and family were for me.
And once those were gone, I guess I didn’t really know what to do with myself, or who I really was.
Alone, I don’t know what to do with myself. It’s incredibly hard for me to make friends because I put up these walls around myself and am afraid of people getting too close–especially a potential significant other. Yet, at the same time, I have no confidence to go up to someone and befriend them. As a result, I undoubtedly come across as cold and closed off to people.
However, when I do manage to have a friendship begin to blossom, I somehow manage to go and wreck it, by being a flake or by ignoring the person because I’m too scared to say hi. I’m always afraid they actually don’t like me or think I’m annoying. As a result, I’ve ruined several potential friendships already. I’ve also drove several potential relationships into the ground as well.
I do have several friends, one of them being my roommate who is an absolute sweetheart. But, she goes home most weekends–she’s introverted, similar to me–and I’m left to sit alone in my room the entire weekend. I hate to leave to even get food. It makes me anxious.
I know the typical advice is to just smile at people and go out and join clubs. I’ve tried to join clubs, but haven’t found any that were a good fit for me. And it’s so hard for me to even look people in the eye because I get so nervous. I suspect this has something to do with me not wanting to have to show vulnerability. You can imagine I don’t show much emotion. I’m very stoic and stone-faced in public.
I feel as though I’m just going to end up waiting until my sophomore year to start over and hopefully by some miracle come out of my shell.
I don’t really know what I’m asking in this post, I think it was just something I had to get off my chest.
But bottom line is, I’m used to feeling lonely, I’m introverted, and I like my alone time. But, that doesn’t mean I want to be as isolated as I am right now. But, I’m too shy to try and go out to make friendships, things I know are two way streets. I can’t seem to hold up my part of any relationship.
Any advice or similar experiences are appreciated.
Peace.