A new outlook
Ok, so the beach trip offically sucked. My depression got really bad on the second day and long story short, I freaked out, got paranoid that everyone was against me then got mad with everyone and left in the middle of the second night. So once again, I have screwed up the chance of having friends because of my depression. Urgh, my social skills really suck. I really need to learn how to have better control over mys actions and my emotions when I'm around people or I am going to be alone forever.
In other news I went to Melbourne today and handed out FIFTY resumes! Yes I said fifty! The whole thing took me 5 hours including a lunch break at Nandos. I <3 Nandos =] So hopefully someone will call me back. I mostly put them in at clothing stores and coffee houses. Stuff like that mostly. I had my note book with me as well and I wrote down some stuff in it today. I have decided to carry it everywhere with me and write in it whenever I have a major thought. Then I can share it with you all =]
Ok so the first note goes:
"No longer will I have horribley bad luck. No longer will I have depression. No longer will I suck socially. I am a nice person and I deserve to be happy. I will get a job I like in Melbourne. I will find a room in a share house with nice people. I will have nice friends. There will be lots of them. People will like me, think of me often and want to see me. I will be happy. My life is my own. No more fate. No more letting the world fuck me over. I don't deserve it. I am a good person and I will be happy!"
So basically I'm going to move on and get out of this hole and be happy. I'm changing my life starting from today.
The second note goes:
"I love girls. The ones who are truly feminine. I love the way they smell when you walk near them, or when they flick their hair. I love the way they look out from behind perfect hair, their eyes enhanced in whatever style they have made. I love their curves and teh way their body is formed. I love how they can be so serious and so fun at the same time. Girls are beautiful. They are truly a work of art. I idolize them."
Its true. They are such amazing creatures. Strong, brave, beautiful. Is this why I feel the way I do about them? Do I idolize them so much that I feel I need to be accepted by them to be happy? Its soemthing to think about. But I do love them.
The thrid note goes:
"I am sitting on the train, watching a middle aged couple and I find myself wondering "Has he cheated on her? Do they still have sex? Maybe she has cheated on him? Are tehy happy, or is it a show? Is it such a strong desire to not be alone that they stay together?" I'm not sure its normal for someone my age to be so cyncical about middle life. But the truth is, I'm worried that I'll end up like that. Bitter and trapped. Is it all in my head though? My entire life the media has portrayed middle life like this. I don't have any evidence to the contrary. I don't ever want to end up like that. Thats why I'm so scared to grow up and move on."
Well? Is it real? Or is it just the way I have been taught to view it? The ridiculus thing is that its quite possibly not true. Its possible that there are loving families out there who are close and amazing. But I can't shake that awful feeling that love and happiness are just make believe.
I was just about to wrap this up, but before I go I have some super recent news (like 5 mins ago). Kalila just gave me an ass kicking over my depression. She said I need to stop viewing the world in negatives. Stop believing in bad luck. Stop complaining all the time. And start making myself happy. She said that I'm depressing to talk to, because all I ever do is complain about the world and point out the negatives in things. She said that I only believe in bad luck because I am trying to make social stuff work, and that its failing because I'm not happy in myself. And you know what? She's totally right. And I'm going to make a list of things I need to change. I'm so greatful she told me all that. Its about time someone kicked my ass and made me think, instead of being overly sensitive. I mean don't get me wrong, I do have a horrible disease that I'm trying to fight, but by only talking about it and not doing anything about it, its only going to get worse. I still have my wonderful therapist to talk to. And that should be the only person who hears my crap. Besides on here of course. My original note still holds true. And when I am on the mend, then I can start on the social side. Thankyou Kalila. Thankyou so much. Mum also brought up the issue of me always seeing the negatives and tried to make me find 3 positives, which I didn't feel liek doing. But thankyou Mum.
Notes for self improvement:
-Look for positives
-Don't be so sensitive
-Don't believe everything is about me
-Stop complaining to anyone who will listen
-Stop trying to move too quickly with friendships
-Be patient with the list of stuff to work on
-Stop looking at all the negatives
-Be proactive with the list
-Gain confidence
-Learn to love myself
-Look for good qualities in self
-Be happy with self for improving
-Be happy with self for doing something well
-Find a job and move out, so I can feel like its my life
-Don't lean on everyone else
-Only use support networks such as therapist for depression related issues
-Learn from mistakes instead of repeating them all the time
Thats all for now. I will update the list if I think of anything else. I'm going to sit here for as long as it takes now to find 10 positive things about my life and 10 good qualities about myself. The first step to believing them is finding them
Positives:
1-I have a loving family
2-I'm not terribly sick or disabled
3-My family is healthy
4-I have recognised and accepted that I have a disease and I am being treated for it
5-I have started on a journey towards happiness
6-I have found an amazing therapist who helps me and works really well for me
7-I have some friends, even if I forget to recognise them as friends soemtimes
8-I have a nice place to live, with my own room and nice things
9-Besides having a disease, I am healthy and relatively fit
10-I am alive, and that can only mean I can improve and change
Woo! 10 positives! And looking at that list, I can see that I don't have it extremly bad. My life could in fact be a whole lot worse. This may have been a very good idea. So onto good qualities
Qualities:
1-I am a generous person
2-I am respectful to people
3-I am nice to people
4-I am a gifted writer
5-I am intelligent
6-I truly care about people and feel that everyone deserves to be loved and looked after
7-I am articulate
8-I am a good worker
9-I am a loving person with alot of love to give
10-I can now start to see the positives in life.
Ok, so that took a little longer. But I got there in the end. I am proud of myself. I hope you all are too. If you're a regular reader, you can stop reading here if you like, but you don't have to. The next bit is just going to be some ideas for my therapist so i don't forget to bring them up.
~Indie
Notes for therapist:
-I may have a lot of love to give, because I am compensating for the love I feel I'm not getting when I'm depressed
-I'm worried all this enthusiasm will die, and that I'm just manic right now. Please help me to stay on track
-Ask me about the second note
-I have written an email to Sara, because I don't blame her for how things went and I want her to know that. I need closure so I can move on
