Final post on this topic. I like to keep things positive, but this is an issue that's hidden in society, as it will soon be buried among the other posts on my feed. I didn't bother with a more crisp picture, because the faded look adds to the accuracy of the problem.
Here's my story, or at least part of it, the summarized version... I recently (well, over a year ago) returned to my parents home after failing out of school. I attended medical school and struggled through, for three years, with multiple appeals and repeated semesters. In the end, it didn't work out, and I was out of extra lives to continue the game.
Suddenly my life as I knew it was ripped out of my hands. I didn't just lose school, but I also lost my friends who lived withing a couple minutes walk from me, my apartment, and the beautiful island adventures that I so cherished. I know it sounds dramatic, but I lost the life I had been living for the last three years.
I don't know if it just didn't hit me, but I felt like I could handle the change. I've always been a firm believer of "everything happens for a reason". I don't know when it became unbearable, but coming home wasn't good for me. Maybe I should have taken a vacation, by myself, first, to clear my head. Regardless, I did come home, to my disappointed parents and family.
My mom and I have always butted heads a little, so we did not get along when I came home. I think she was in denial of my failure, so she blamed me for things that didn't even make sense. I was broken, and she kept stomping on me. Definitely not a good environment for healing. So I didn't heal.
My hometown friends were all off doing their own thing, working, school, or married and consumed with their own lives. I started to feel unwanted, by friends and family, and honestly everyone around me.
I'd always been an optimistic, smiling, person. I had no problem making new friends or talking to strangers. But now I feel extremely self conscious. I've put on weight, so there's that issue. My parents want me to get back on track, work, get married, etc., but they don't understand that I need to find myself first.
Still trying to heal...
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