Many of you who have read my comments in the past may find this a bit repetitive, but I want to put it out there as a post and see what comments I get and how others feel.
I am starting on my antidepressants again. Fortunately, St John's Wort works well enough that I don't have to go to more severe chemicals. I do this because I find the coming Season Of Good Cheer to be extremely depressing. This season has an emphasis on socialization, friendliness, parties, get togethers , and so on. None of which I can participate in. I do not have the ability to experience friendship. I do not have friends (as I understand the concept), and never have. Apparently, that part of my brain never got wired together. I cannot feel a bond or connection to other people, and this has been my greatest desire for as long as I can remember.
Thus, this time of year I find especially painful. The lonliness and isolation I fee becomes especially strong. The (non religious) Christmas music played incessantly in the stores almost feels like a personal insult. I find the Burl Ives version of "Holly Jolly Christmas" for some reason makes me especially upset, and when I hear it I want to scream. Once the season starts, I cannot spent any significant amount of time in stores, even grocery stores. I am curious if others experience this, and how you cope with it.
I am starting on my antidepressants again. Fortunately, St John's Wort works well enough that I don't have to go to more severe chemicals. I do this because I find the coming Season Of Good Cheer to be extremely depressing. This season has an emphasis on socialization, friendliness, parties, get togethers , and so on. None of which I can participate in. I do not have the ability to experience friendship. I do not have friends (as I understand the concept), and never have. Apparently, that part of my brain never got wired together. I cannot feel a bond or connection to other people, and this has been my greatest desire for as long as I can remember.
Thus, this time of year I find especially painful. The lonliness and isolation I fee becomes especially strong. The (non religious) Christmas music played incessantly in the stores almost feels like a personal insult. I find the Burl Ives version of "Holly Jolly Christmas" for some reason makes me especially upset, and when I hear it I want to scream. Once the season starts, I cannot spent any significant amount of time in stores, even grocery stores. I am curious if others experience this, and how you cope with it.