It's funny, I can remember being much younger, trying to help escape my problems by watching dinner and a movie. Now, here I am finally mustering up the courage to post something on the forum. If I had known how important Paul's podcast would later be to me, I'd probably would have felt a lot more weird about some of the things that transpired during some of the viewings, whilst in the midst of puberty...sorry about that

When it comes to my emotions, I have a huge problem asking for help. I've had severe depression for as long as I can remember. There are a multiple incidents in my past that I feel have negatively affected me. A part of the problem coming to terms with these issues being, that I can't fully remember some them. Some are crystal clear in my mind, some are not. I can't say my coping mechanisms of pot smoking and media binging is doing a wonder on my memory but I'm not sure if I've buried things so long, that I've actually minimized it to the point of losing it or even worse, embellishing by not remembering correctly. Not knowing exactly what happened to me has left so very overwhelmingly confused about everything.
My initial instinct was to ignore these thoughts, but I know that is the worst way to go about things. It has caused a cavalcade of problems for me. From being fired, not being hired in the first place. Isolating myself to a point where I can barely leave the house and I haven't received an unsolicited phone call in over a year ( at least creditors think I have money.)
I've been through the ringer in terms of trying to find proper help. I no longer have a job, health insurance, a means of transportation needed to get me to and from a therapist's appointment/or a support group... At one point my therapist was an hour and an half drive away, which is tough when you don't drive... Now, that I've gotten to a place where I'm able to talk about my issues with people, I am finding little to no support from what few contacts I have left. My inability to come clean about my issues with said people is causing me to constantly live in the feelings, instead of releasing them. Which in turn, causes me to fall back into the severe depression, anxiety, periods of mania and an unhealthy amount of coping. I really just think things would be better if I had some one to talk to.
Sorry, I feel I have gotten a little off track from an introduction and into a I just need a hug territory... Very nice to meet all you. This the first bastion of internet compassion/human kindness that isn't predicated on pictures of yourself in your underwear. Thank you so very much, for providing an actual outlet for people in need.