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Semper_Zelare
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I’ve been meaning to post here in the last couple of days. [bear with me, I’ve got a lot to get off my chest]
I don’t know if I’m depressed or what. Sometimes I feel like I am. But, I think that somehow I just have a knack for letting my problems to just pile and pile up. And I get so stressed out, that it’s depressing.
After I got back from my first year in college (after the tornado that is, which was traumatic itself), I had to live at my dad’s apartment, and there’s absolutely no room. But, I really have no where to go because I’m fed up with my friends.
My 3 best friends are all evangelical Protestants; and they have a 4 hour debate with me one night (as has happened at least 8 or 9 other times over the course of our 5 year friendship). And I leave saying I’ll get back to them on the issue they raised (I have since found the answer to it)… however I haven’t shared it with them.
I’m really non-committal towards them now. Several other times in our friendship I was about done with them bc I get attacked for being Catholic. Sufficing to say: I’d rather take my laptop and spend my time alone in the public library, then spend time with these friends at the moment.
If all this weren’t enough; my mom moved out of state a few months ago, and my brother shipped off to the Navy, so I can’t spend time with them anymore.
So, I end up with all my problems as just a loner. To deal with by myself.
And my biggest problem that I’m worrying about now, is that I’m going to a non-denominational 2 month long retreat this summer in 3 weeks from now. Except the first 2 times I tell my parents I say: “I’m probably going to go on a Summer training program with the Navigators”… which is what it’s called, and the group that does it. But my dad thinks it’s a business internship (bc I am working and getting paid at it)… but its not. It’s a Christian fellowship type deal that is paid for by me working during it. But… since he was so proud of me going to a business internship, I started lying to him and said it was an internship. Bc I know he would be disappointed if it turned out that I was spending my whole summer with a Christian group, rather than say, learning about how the corporate world works.
Anyways, it quickly got to the point, where I couldn’t easily fix the situation. If I tell him the truth even now, he’ll probably not want me to go. But moreover his son has been lying to him for 2 months.
So…
I really hope that last bit sinks in enough to describe that my parents really don’t read that much into religion. They want a lively and enthusiastic pastor who has a “really good” message, and good worship music too. Rather than hold any theological beliefs about which church they go to. And this happened before they went to the Catholic Church as well. They go through periods of “Church shopping”…
So, that’s what my parents do. My friends I’ve already said are evangelical Southern Baptists. And I’ve never had any friends in real life to share my Catholic faith with. I’ve never been good enough friends with the FEW Catholics I’ve known to ever talk about faith with them.
I have lists of problems like these all the time.
And in my entire life It’s pretty much just been me and God vs. all of them. The saying is: “No man can be an island”. In my opinion, if a man is an island, then he has considerable stress, indecisiveness, loneliness, and characteristics of depression.
I’ve thought multiple times in this past year about seeking out therapy, but I don’t have the money.
So, I’m turning to this forum for advice and answers. (I didn’t put this in the prayer section because I don’t know what to do and I need to talk to other people, I need (name removed by moderator)ut). But prayers are welcome as well.
Sincerely,
David IE: Semper Zelare
P.S.
I don’t know if this belongs here. But, I wanted to post on CAF instead of Enotalone, a depression forum. Which I’ve posted on a few times, but isn’t really helpful IMO
I don’t know if I’m depressed or what. Sometimes I feel like I am. But, I think that somehow I just have a knack for letting my problems to just pile and pile up. And I get so stressed out, that it’s depressing.
After I got back from my first year in college (after the tornado that is, which was traumatic itself), I had to live at my dad’s apartment, and there’s absolutely no room. But, I really have no where to go because I’m fed up with my friends.
My 3 best friends are all evangelical Protestants; and they have a 4 hour debate with me one night (as has happened at least 8 or 9 other times over the course of our 5 year friendship). And I leave saying I’ll get back to them on the issue they raised (I have since found the answer to it)… however I haven’t shared it with them.
I’m really non-committal towards them now. Several other times in our friendship I was about done with them bc I get attacked for being Catholic. Sufficing to say: I’d rather take my laptop and spend my time alone in the public library, then spend time with these friends at the moment.
If all this weren’t enough; my mom moved out of state a few months ago, and my brother shipped off to the Navy, so I can’t spend time with them anymore.
So, I end up with all my problems as just a loner. To deal with by myself.
And my biggest problem that I’m worrying about now, is that I’m going to a non-denominational 2 month long retreat this summer in 3 weeks from now. Except the first 2 times I tell my parents I say: “I’m probably going to go on a Summer training program with the Navigators”… which is what it’s called, and the group that does it. But my dad thinks it’s a business internship (bc I am working and getting paid at it)… but its not. It’s a Christian fellowship type deal that is paid for by me working during it. But… since he was so proud of me going to a business internship, I started lying to him and said it was an internship. Bc I know he would be disappointed if it turned out that I was spending my whole summer with a Christian group, rather than say, learning about how the corporate world works.
Anyways, it quickly got to the point, where I couldn’t easily fix the situation. If I tell him the truth even now, he’ll probably not want me to go. But moreover his son has been lying to him for 2 months.
So…
- I’m living in a small apartment with my dad and stepmom, I’m basically living out of suitcases, and most of what I own is in storage now.
- I’ve had it up to here: :banghead:
:takethat:
kpeople: :nunchuk: with my closest friends… the only ones I really hang out with; so I’ve got no friends to see, and when I get out of the apartment I’m just spending time alone (and wasting my very limited gas and money). - And most importantly, I’ve been lying to my dad for a while now. And, If I don’t somehow raise the money to go… or they just be lenient and make me pay later, then I won’t be able to go. And I’ll have to explain to my dad what happened; and I’ll have to spend the remaining 3 months of summer with NOTHING to do. With the lasting disappointment of my father. As in: I’m disappointed you don’t have the backbone to talk to me straight.
I really hope that last bit sinks in enough to describe that my parents really don’t read that much into religion. They want a lively and enthusiastic pastor who has a “really good” message, and good worship music too. Rather than hold any theological beliefs about which church they go to. And this happened before they went to the Catholic Church as well. They go through periods of “Church shopping”…
So, that’s what my parents do. My friends I’ve already said are evangelical Southern Baptists. And I’ve never had any friends in real life to share my Catholic faith with. I’ve never been good enough friends with the FEW Catholics I’ve known to ever talk about faith with them.
I have lists of problems like these all the time.
And in my entire life It’s pretty much just been me and God vs. all of them. The saying is: “No man can be an island”. In my opinion, if a man is an island, then he has considerable stress, indecisiveness, loneliness, and characteristics of depression.
I’ve thought multiple times in this past year about seeking out therapy, but I don’t have the money.
So, I’m turning to this forum for advice and answers. (I didn’t put this in the prayer section because I don’t know what to do and I need to talk to other people, I need (name removed by moderator)ut). But prayers are welcome as well.
Sincerely,
David IE: Semper Zelare
P.S.
I don’t know if this belongs here. But, I wanted to post on CAF instead of Enotalone, a depression forum. Which I’ve posted on a few times, but isn’t really helpful IMO