I keep dipping in and out of depression lately, it seems like I'm more down than up. It makes me feel like I don't have a future. In my intake survey, my T called it "hopelessness", but to me it doesn't quite fit. It just feels like I will be gone in an hour or a day or a week. But, to me that doesn't feel hopeless, it feels more like relief. I've more or less had suicidal ideation for years now, I would never act on it, but I'm terrified to tell anyone.
About 6 months ago, my supervisor at work (who is also a friend) suspected I was suicidal and sent me to the student health center. I knew that if I admitted anything they would admit me to the hospital, which I really can't do (my school has a history of forcing students on medical leave when this happens, which means my parents would find out and I'd basically be forced to go back even though being around them in large part most of my problem).
Now, it just feels like my whole life revolves around PTSD, which is only making the symptoms worse. I know my friends are trying to help me, but it feels like the only time I interact with them is because of some PTSD thing. No one just asks about my day anymore, no one wants to know, and it feels so isolating. I either have the couple friends who know (at least somewhat) and everything revolves around my symptoms or people who know nothing and those conversations seem so empty and meaningless.
About 6 months ago, my supervisor at work (who is also a friend) suspected I was suicidal and sent me to the student health center. I knew that if I admitted anything they would admit me to the hospital, which I really can't do (my school has a history of forcing students on medical leave when this happens, which means my parents would find out and I'd basically be forced to go back even though being around them in large part most of my problem).
Now, it just feels like my whole life revolves around PTSD, which is only making the symptoms worse. I know my friends are trying to help me, but it feels like the only time I interact with them is because of some PTSD thing. No one just asks about my day anymore, no one wants to know, and it feels so isolating. I either have the couple friends who know (at least somewhat) and everything revolves around my symptoms or people who know nothing and those conversations seem so empty and meaningless.