I have made no friends on my course, and a few very casual around campus who I only see from time to time and have no phone number for.
After a happy year as very special but not sexual friends my ex girlfriend left me even as a friend last month it seems, because I got jealous about her flirting viciously with another guy friend and claimed she missed me when I'm gone but was depressed when I was with her now. By the tricky cultural and family circumstances she claimed for breaking up with me or by virtue of me being depressing, I do not know. If it helps she had hinted at having her own mh problems getting her down throughout our relationship.
Besides from her, I spent so much time getting anal about becoming an 'alpha male' that I stressed myself out and scared myself out of talking to any girls, feeling threatened by the secret sexual.nature of young adulthood. In fact I generally just became more socially paranoid even around other guys esp those I saw.as 'campus kings' etc.
I have dropped in and out of societies due to my mental health difficulties. For the majority of my undergraduate career, I have felt drained and sleep deprived and thought I was going to die.
I spent many nights in the library on TSR or at home alone or with my parents.
I look on Facebook and everyone seems to be having a ball in their house, I've had a crappy lonely time.
I planned to make a band in second year but my friend bailed out at the last minute.
My friend made a successful band which I was going to audition for, but when I moved house I had to sell my drums, and they needed someone with a car and kit so I didn't get through to the audition stage. Incidentally my musician status was one of the reasons my ex fell in love with me and a considerable source of happiness and pride for me. I ****ing resent having no drum kit and want to go bust some beats out asap.
I lived at home to save bills, that was dumb although necessary because I was just ill in first year.
I took 2 and a half years just convincing myself I was 'allowed' to go to the gym due to anxiety and OCD.
On the occasions I drank I entered a depression for a few days after, so.the heavy drink culture surrounding student life scared me.
I've made some attempt to rectify all of this by joining a small society for my final semester which I have made a couple of good friends in, but none of them are in my year, one's a mature student, and the society itself is going to the dogs due to guild politics.
My best friend at university is in fact a postgrad mature student who is paid by a Disability Support Team to mentor and coach me as part of my support plan.
What the **** have I done wrong, feel like such a ****. I have plenty of friends at home so it's not like I hate my life and THEY are the people I trust completely, and I hate to throw such an intense pity party, but my university social life has been on all accounts dire and I am going to feel like an idiot at my graduation ceremony foreveralone.
I feel like my parents will be embarrassed even as I hopefully get my 2.1 certificate, and I feel like a total ****ing idiot for not listening to my brother. Had I have known I would spend half my university life a paranoid and navel gazing hermit, I would have thought twice about staying at home to play martyr for my depressed mum, the last child in a broken home, and would have just got out into halls and **** my pants making as many friends as possible.
Tl;dr Riku feels he has failed miserably at 'student life'-a WORD OF WARNING to any hopeful freshers to put yourself out there! This is all my fault-except for the mental health problems and economy I guess.
Where do I go from here?