Crying Because I Interact With A Person The Same Age As Me And She Is Alive, Happy, Talking, Boyfriend,

Crying because I interact with a person the same age as me and she is alive, happy, talking, boyfriend, friends and has a job. And I am just existing, and you can see a big difference between us. That comparison ruined my night.

The factor that makes my anxiety and depression worse is university. I can't go to class and be among those people I've known for years and haven't talked to yet. I can't feel normal in the classroom; my chest hurts, I feel cold, shaking, and I get dizzy. Walking around campus makes me feel worse, and I don't know how to explain it to my family. Yesterday I couldn't sleep because of the chest pain I felt when I found out that today is Monday.

I wonder if there will ever be a time where “anxious and depressed” are not my baseline.

There's something especially heartbreaking and lonesome about seeing people laughing and smiling while I'm breaking down inside.

How does one learn to socialise again after cutting themselves off from any avoidable contact for more than 6 years? Asking for a friend