Posted 7/29/2016 12:54 AM (GMT 0)
Good evening! I hope someone can relate to this post or can offer some wisdom.
I'm 23 and a grad student. Only child, very independent. I'm finally moving out of my parents' house. One housing opportunity fell through (decided it wasn't a good environment with this one girl) and now moving has become an imminent threat as I've reconnected with another friend who's already been looking for apartments and hopes to move next month. I believe it's time for me to leave the nest. I'm financially independent and was totally prepared to move into my own place last year after I graduated and still had my onwards-and-upwards momentum going for me. But...things fell through. And now I'm terrified. My best friend is graduating from another university and we don't know where she's going or what she's going to do. We're pretty codependent but I'm scared I need her more than she'll ever need me. I'm dreading the day of her graduation more than I've dreaded anything in a long, long time.
I don't know if it's the same for everyone, but anxiety for me is one big Schroedinger festival. I want to see friends, I want to stay alone. I want to go out, I want to stay in. I want to move on, I want to stay put, with every fiber of my being, intensely and confusingly. The only thing constant is that there's this feeling like when you're running back up from your basement or across your yard at night. Nothing's there but you run because you FEEL like there are monsters waiting for you just out of sight that will get you. I feel like if I stop running, if I stop to take a breath and look around, that I will crash and burn.
It's only truly awful in summer. I've come to realize that my GAD can more appropriately be considered SAD, where the summer makes me feel crazy and out of control but being cold and uncomfortable in January is awesome for my psychological wellbeing. Moving out of my parents' house is symbolically and physically me moving out of my old sphere and comfortable ways. Without worrying about what my family thinks or stressing about explaining things to them, I plan on taking my mental health to the next level. My roommate also suffers from anxiety and sees a doctor for it, so I'll be with someone who gets it.
Sorry for the novel!