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I feel like I'll never meet anyone. A large part is my chronic insomnia; I'm literally surrounded by darkness most of my waking life. But PTSD makes it even harder. I don't relate to people and am the lonely in a crowd type; I feel warn out and mildly depressed just from being around people even when it's not a bad situation.
It's really hard to meet people in their 20s when I can't go to collage and don't drink or smoke pot. This sounds weird but it seems that those are the social meeting activities (I'm in Colorado where pot's legal, btw). I never know when I'll be able to sleep so things like meetups don't work out for me at all.
In general, I don't like human nature. I can like people as individuals but I find human nature to be shallow, self centered and weak (or worse). Maybe I'm just cynical. I find not trusting people to be a good course of action and it has been the way to go in the past but it's hard to find someone to date or be my friend.
I've never been with anyone. I never got to be a normal teenager or adolescent; I was taking care of my family, 2 of which died. My friends drifted apart after high school. And I had several years when I was extremely depressed.
It makes me mad that other people had everything so damn easy. I imagine other people with PTSD might also feel this way :(
But then again, loneliness wears me out and haunts me in the night. I'm naturally introverted and extremely depressed and those don't help at all. I know there are good people out their but I'm just not finding any means of meeting people that works and it feels more hopeless every time.
I used to feel like R.E.M.'s Aftermath song "and you close your eyes, he's not coming back, so you work it out, over-feed the cat and the plants are dry and they need to drink so you do your best and you flood the sink. Sit down in the kitchen and cry: (the forum won't let me post youtube links so search on youtube if you want to hear these songs)
And now I feel like that line in R.E.M.'s song Sad Professor, "everybody hates a sad professor; I hate where I wound up."
I've been fighting and fighting to survive and keep people alive for years and what do I have to show for it? Everything gets more hopeless and lonely. I have this fear that once my mom dies I'll end up completely alone in the dark and kill myself if I can't find other people.
It's really hard to meet people in their 20s when I can't go to collage and don't drink or smoke pot. This sounds weird but it seems that those are the social meeting activities (I'm in Colorado where pot's legal, btw). I never know when I'll be able to sleep so things like meetups don't work out for me at all.
In general, I don't like human nature. I can like people as individuals but I find human nature to be shallow, self centered and weak (or worse). Maybe I'm just cynical. I find not trusting people to be a good course of action and it has been the way to go in the past but it's hard to find someone to date or be my friend.
I've never been with anyone. I never got to be a normal teenager or adolescent; I was taking care of my family, 2 of which died. My friends drifted apart after high school. And I had several years when I was extremely depressed.
It makes me mad that other people had everything so damn easy. I imagine other people with PTSD might also feel this way :(
But then again, loneliness wears me out and haunts me in the night. I'm naturally introverted and extremely depressed and those don't help at all. I know there are good people out their but I'm just not finding any means of meeting people that works and it feels more hopeless every time.
I used to feel like R.E.M.'s Aftermath song "and you close your eyes, he's not coming back, so you work it out, over-feed the cat and the plants are dry and they need to drink so you do your best and you flood the sink. Sit down in the kitchen and cry: (the forum won't let me post youtube links so search on youtube if you want to hear these songs)
And now I feel like that line in R.E.M.'s song Sad Professor, "everybody hates a sad professor; I hate where I wound up."
I've been fighting and fighting to survive and keep people alive for years and what do I have to show for it? Everything gets more hopeless and lonely. I have this fear that once my mom dies I'll end up completely alone in the dark and kill myself if I can't find other people.
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