Sometimes I wish I had the girl friends you see on television. Like the Sex & the City type friends where everyone meets for lunch to talk and laugh and share and no one really judges. Not that I don’t have friends. I do, but I do not have a Charlotte or Miranda in my corner.
The friends I do have do not know that I suffer depression. They do not know I have anxiety. They don’t know I have self-esteem issues. They do not know that I take anti-depressants or have gone to therapy. It makes me really wonder now... Since they really do not know the real me and all my demons, are they really friends?
I blame myself for not letting people in.
Sometimes I feel socially awkward. I know I am socially awkward. I can pour my heart out to strangers on the internet (& even then I worry about being judged) but I shy away from others in real life. When my daughter took dance lessons, I would use a book as a shield to avoid having to talk to anyone or anyone approach me. It’s a Catch-22 really. I desire friendship, I need friendship but I am too scared to just let my walls down.
I would love to take the closest friend I have today and tell her all my struggles just to see her response
I remember the days in elementary school where you could ask someone to be your best friend and have no shame in asking. I miss those same days where you had a dozen different BFF's all at the same time.
Is it just me and the whole depression/anxiety issue, or is it just harder in general to have and maintain friendships as adults?