This may sound weird but here goes.......
1999 - Uni no 1 (York) - got placed with mainly mature students in a house a mile and half from campus (18 at time.) Although went out with people from house, felt I was missing out and transferred into campus in late October. By then , felt I had 'missed out' on Freshers and did not speak to flatmates so ended up with no friends. Tried changing major but got thoroughly depressed (suicidal even) and dropped out.
2000 - Uni no 2 (Birmingham) applied to Halls and got in. First evening/second day felt OK but then was with a group and felt I was not contributing to the conversation and not sure how to. Returned to my room and made the fateful decision not to come out again that evening. Come the next day feeling guilty and beating myself up about this, but confidence shot to pieces and again hide in my room come the evening. Felt like it had gone utterly Pete Tong and decided to come home on Saturday (I lived within commuting distance.) Sunday went back to clear my stuff out and went back Sunday night. Was 'invited out' of my room by hallmates even though they knew I was 'leaving.' which made me feel in two minds! Anyway, the Hall manager basically told me on Monday I could not leave. So agreed to come back and live in knowing I could go home at weekends. Only 6 days in and felt I had blown it - again. However, I was invited to hang out with a group that night and actually for around a month when I was there (I went home at weekends and sometimes Tuesday night) it wasnt too bad, also went to a club one night. However, I was spiralling into a depression and having though I had done badly on a Maths multiple choice test (I got 40% although the year average turned out to be 12%) I started avoiding tutorial, and then all of Monday Afternoons as I knew my tutor would 'find' me then. After a few weeks of this I was called to a meeting with the Head of faculty where I explained my situation. Anyway, ended up getting mid sixties in the year, although socially it was a busted flush, I just went back to my room and shut myself in after lectures. Interestingly, a girl on my hall invited me to a drinking game at the weekend (which I didn't go to) in March, around 5 months after I started shutting myself in, after one night I just thought 'sod it' and sat with my hallmates in the corridor! (At this point I was taking St Johns Wort which helped!) By the Summer I just went in for revision and exams and went out a couple of times with my lab partner and his friends.
Anyway, second and third year commuted from home, felt a lot more 'stable' although at the back of my mind though I ought to try and move into a house nearer campus. Got my degree and did a PGCE and then started my career.
So up until recently I have always accepted what happened happened because of depression and the fact I was very shy socially at that age (I am considerably more confident now although lack a partner.) However, weirdly, on going clubbing one Friday, I got dancing with some Freshers (I am guessing this due to the wristbands etc) and while I didn't have a one night stand or anything, the episode made my experience at Uni come crashing back as if it was yesterday.It also doesn't help I work in Birmingham as well, although the hall I stayed in has been knocked down, places to remind me full on of 2000 are too easy to find. Two weeks later and it is not going away - I am considering taking antidepressants! There is a strong feeling of regret I gave up too easily (even though I am pleased I completed my degree second time round) and thoughts of wishing time machines existed so I can 'have a word' with my past self! Although I would never act on such a thought, once it even occured to me the best solution is to commit suicide, come back as a more confident person and get Freshers 2034 right! In a more general sense, although I have been historically quite content in my own company, I have just had enough now and want to share my life with someone!
I post this for two reasons.
1. If you are still at uni in your first year feeling you have no friends etc, yes you have 'lost' the first few 'games of the season' but you owe it to your future sanity to get out of your room and try! As my invite to drinking games 5 months in proves, people can be remarkably forgiving about your no-show earlier! And if you're at Birmingham I'll come and personally drag you out if you wish!
2. Is anyone feeling the same as me? And how do you put past regrets behind you?