siamooshkeleh
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Alright well I am an 18 year old girl.
Here is my story.
So since I was a small child I had problems communicating with people. I was just always very socially anxious and awkward. I still don't know how to convey feelings to people. As a child I had friends but they usually ended up not liking me due to me getting angry very easily. I got angry easily every time I thought someone didn't care about me; I was very sensitive about it. I don't get angry as easily anymore and if I do I control it. Aside from getting angry I was always very quiet and people mistook that for being shy, but I just felt tired talking to people after a few minutes. I don't know why.
So I go on to middle school, and again I'm unpopular because people just thought I was a loser. I did make some friends but I started getting angry at them too because they'd do things like never say hi to me but say hi to each other, I generally got the feeling they didn't care about me. Additionally I was bullied heavily because of my race and by the time I was 14 I was hiding in toilets at breaks because people jeered at me if I sat alone outside.
Then I decide to move to a new school for high school. High school was an improvement. I found good friends and went to parties regularly, alongside with having a couple of boyfriends along the way. Then my home life became bad as my parents started putting more and more pressure on me to get good grades. If I got 60% on a test, they'd make me stay home a month. The times I wasn't grounded, I'd only be allowed out once a week. I started getting depression in my senior year of high school. My grades which used to be excellent, dropped to 30s and 40s. My teachers started to complain about me. I got in a fight with my best friends and was virtually alone. I was constantly in trouble at school for skipping classes. Eventually I got to a point where I just snapped and went home, waited until 3AM and took all the pills in my family's pantry and took a glass of water, took them to my room and swallowed all of them.
I was 16 at the time. Next thing I knew I woke up at hospital and was in a ward for a week. My parents were traumatized and all the teachers at school thought I was a nutter because the doctor told them what I did. I couldn't bear to go back because they knew, so I dropped out. I took a bridging course to a good university in my city. The bridging course is about one and a half years. It basically replaces your first year of college. It was a shithole.
Once I started the bridging course I pretty much had no friends and I was 17. I did get through the units until now. This March I was supposed to start my actual year of university. I have been depressed all this while because I have no true friends. I depended on hanging out with friends who used me when they were bored and a couple of boyfriends. The bridging course is in a small college full of Asians who don't speak English so I only made two friends who were both guys who wanted to sleep with me and drifted off when I didn't. I am a good looking girl so I became quite popular amongst boys within the college, but no one would talk to me. Apparently my face looked fierce.
The only thing that got me through this bridging course was the thought of going to university this year and finally making good friends and actually enjoying my youth for once. But now that's over as I just screwed up one of my exams and thus will fail a unit. This one unit will prevent me from getting in. If I do extensions units with it, I have to pay 4000 dollars which I don't have. If I don't, it's 4 months going to one class per week, making no friends, nothing to do, and being incredibly lonely. The only thing which stops me going crazy is that I still hang out with a couple of friends from high school and I have a boyfriend who I have been dating for eight months and who loves me very much.
I tried to ask for a retest but my lecturer isn't having any of it. She just told me to do the one unit for four months. I'll literally go crazy if I have to spend another four months without making new friends or anything. Seriously. I want to die. I'm totally lost. Even with my boyfriend's support, it's not enough. I'm hopeless. I'm just a loser who will never enjoy youth and never have good friends. My sister enjoyed her youth but I won't. Everyone does but not me.
Here is my story.
So since I was a small child I had problems communicating with people. I was just always very socially anxious and awkward. I still don't know how to convey feelings to people. As a child I had friends but they usually ended up not liking me due to me getting angry very easily. I got angry easily every time I thought someone didn't care about me; I was very sensitive about it. I don't get angry as easily anymore and if I do I control it. Aside from getting angry I was always very quiet and people mistook that for being shy, but I just felt tired talking to people after a few minutes. I don't know why.
So I go on to middle school, and again I'm unpopular because people just thought I was a loser. I did make some friends but I started getting angry at them too because they'd do things like never say hi to me but say hi to each other, I generally got the feeling they didn't care about me. Additionally I was bullied heavily because of my race and by the time I was 14 I was hiding in toilets at breaks because people jeered at me if I sat alone outside.
Then I decide to move to a new school for high school. High school was an improvement. I found good friends and went to parties regularly, alongside with having a couple of boyfriends along the way. Then my home life became bad as my parents started putting more and more pressure on me to get good grades. If I got 60% on a test, they'd make me stay home a month. The times I wasn't grounded, I'd only be allowed out once a week. I started getting depression in my senior year of high school. My grades which used to be excellent, dropped to 30s and 40s. My teachers started to complain about me. I got in a fight with my best friends and was virtually alone. I was constantly in trouble at school for skipping classes. Eventually I got to a point where I just snapped and went home, waited until 3AM and took all the pills in my family's pantry and took a glass of water, took them to my room and swallowed all of them.
I was 16 at the time. Next thing I knew I woke up at hospital and was in a ward for a week. My parents were traumatized and all the teachers at school thought I was a nutter because the doctor told them what I did. I couldn't bear to go back because they knew, so I dropped out. I took a bridging course to a good university in my city. The bridging course is about one and a half years. It basically replaces your first year of college. It was a shithole.
Once I started the bridging course I pretty much had no friends and I was 17. I did get through the units until now. This March I was supposed to start my actual year of university. I have been depressed all this while because I have no true friends. I depended on hanging out with friends who used me when they were bored and a couple of boyfriends. The bridging course is in a small college full of Asians who don't speak English so I only made two friends who were both guys who wanted to sleep with me and drifted off when I didn't. I am a good looking girl so I became quite popular amongst boys within the college, but no one would talk to me. Apparently my face looked fierce.
The only thing that got me through this bridging course was the thought of going to university this year and finally making good friends and actually enjoying my youth for once. But now that's over as I just screwed up one of my exams and thus will fail a unit. This one unit will prevent me from getting in. If I do extensions units with it, I have to pay 4000 dollars which I don't have. If I don't, it's 4 months going to one class per week, making no friends, nothing to do, and being incredibly lonely. The only thing which stops me going crazy is that I still hang out with a couple of friends from high school and I have a boyfriend who I have been dating for eight months and who loves me very much.
I tried to ask for a retest but my lecturer isn't having any of it. She just told me to do the one unit for four months. I'll literally go crazy if I have to spend another four months without making new friends or anything. Seriously. I want to die. I'm totally lost. Even with my boyfriend's support, it's not enough. I'm hopeless. I'm just a loser who will never enjoy youth and never have good friends. My sister enjoyed her youth but I won't. Everyone does but not me.