I'm trying to make sure that that I'm completely healthy mentally, as my family has a history of major depression, manic depression, ADHD, anxiety and mild OCD. (Yeah, my family is extremely difficult to deal with.)
Alright, so I'm normally very happy and optimistic. (Or at least, I try to be happy and optimistic all of the time by smiling and laughing even when I'm sad. This pretty much makes it so that I normally get happy.)
I normally like to be alone, and absolutely dread being around large crowds. (I always get paranoid around birthday parties, and I never go to school dances.)
I hate going to new places and meeting new people. If I have to go to a birthday party, dance, new place, or talk to a new person I get so anxious I can barely think about anything but that. If I have to talk in front of a bunch of people, I shake like crazy, my cheeks light up, and my heart pounds so much I can barely breathe.
If something bad (big or small) happens, I can't stop thinking about it for days, and when I do I get extremely sad. I only talk to people I know, and only around them am I remotely outgoing. Even around those people that I love and cherish, I don't really open my heart much unless it's about something that isn't too personal (like George W. Bush). My dad once described me as "the secret police".
I think about death often, but not of dying. I'm even anxious about dying. I get sad or upset really easily, but I can fake acting happy to the point that I'm really genuinly happy. If I'm having a lot fun, I completely forget about myself and usually end up doing something that embarrasses me easily later. (And then I can't stop thinking about what a fool I made myself into.)
I'm extremely self-conscience . (If I'm around people, I fiddle with my hair and clothing and worry about what people think of my appearence.)
I cry if I'm even remotely yelled or ranted at. I eat when I'm upset, but barely eat when I'm happy. (Luckily, I eat mostly health food.) When I talk to people, even close family members, I rush to get my words out to the point where some of my words get mixed up sometimes, and I get extremely embarrassed.
My life revolves around art, music, literature, being outside, and school.
Some days I hate myself, other days I love myself and wouldn't want to be anyone but me.
Please, let me know if theres something fishy going on here. I really don't know what the actual requirements are for mental disorders, so I don't know if I'm normal or not. I just always feel abnormal and inferior to others.
Thanks!
Note: Sorry about this being so incredibly long. When I write, things come out easily--but when I talk, everything is as short and too the point as can be. Sorry. =/
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