This is exactly the reason I didn't want to move back in with my parents. Not that I don't love my parents, I do it's just. . . I don't know. It's just like high school all over again I guess. The only difference is I'm not ok with it this time. Back in high school I was ok with the loneliness, never getting texts from friends, not going out, etc. Mainly because I didn't have friends to text and go out with but now, after three years of having close friends to go out and have fun with it's really starting to get to me. I know I've only been home for a month but it seems like everything's just falling apart. Like all that hard work I put into being more social and outgoing for the last few years has all just gone to hell. I don't go out, I barely talk to anyone, seriously it seems like the only messages I get on my phone are Candy Crush notifications and the occasional text from my mother telling me to do the dishes. I go to school and then I come home and spend the rest of the day on my computer or reading. I'm reverting back to the awkward, loser I was in high school and I'm not handling it very well. And starting at this new University isn't really helping things. This school is huge, very impersonal and extremely daunting. I don't know what I'm doing or how to cope with everything that's going on and I don't really know who to talk to about it.
I know I'm just being overly dramatic but I had to write it down somewhere and nobody reads this blog anyways. I guess I'm just feeling a little depressed and spending an hour locked in my room crying and spilling my feeling in a blog post usually helps a little. It doesn't fix anything but it's enough to hold me over until the next depressing thing happens. You'll probably be hearing from me again in a few weeks when I do my annual blog post where I complain about how much I hate homecoming week.
