monarchhz
September 5th '07, 11:23 PM
I've been feeling a bit down for the past 6 months or so.
Here's a small introduction about me, so the following paragraphs make sense.
I'm 15, male, asian, not great looking, semi-long hair, and live in a caucasian dominated city, which I will not mention. I used to live in Toronto, at an asian-dominated neighbourhood. I came to Canada when I was 6. I moved to this caucasian dominated city in Grade 6. As soon as I came here, I felt merely awkward, unsociable, and concerned on what everybody thought of me. I was talkative when I was in Toronto, but upon moving, I started to talk less or not at all. ANYWAYS...
It really started in Grade 9 last year. Semester 1, I was really happy, on top of the world. I felt like I had it all, that nothing could bring me down. I started talking a more, and I was usually very quiet. Girls were noticing me, which I didn't know if it was good or bad, and I actually got hugs. Now, hugs may seem like a small deal, but it sure wasn't for someone who never had a girlfriend or even a friend that was a girl.
Semester 2, I felt like crap. I started to talk little or not at all. It felt like everyone was moving away from me. I sighed more often. I didn't feel like getting out of bed for school, and I took a lot out on my parents. I began to grow sick of myself. I also noticed that the people that were my friends in Semester 1 were drifting away from me.
It was then I realized that it was no big deal, because I made new friends, but they weren't "friend" friends that you chill with off school, have laughs with, go to the movies with and that you could actually talk to. It was more like they were "school" friends, people that you see and greet only in school. I had plenty "school" friends, but no actually "friend" friends. A good actual friend of mine had moved away, and it almost seemed like I was alone in the world.
Realizing this new loneliness, I started to cry a lot, but only at home where no one could see. I missed the days where it seemed like my self-esteem couldn't be higher. I missed the days when I was in Elementary School. I knew that this feeling couldn't last forever, so I tried read anything on the internet that could help me feel happy. It worked, but only for a while. I would sometimes feel really happy, but only for short times.
So then I came to another realization, looking back at my life. I'm 15, 5'8 or so, never had a girlfriend, have barely any "friend" friends, can't ride a bike, can't swim, I'm not good looking, I'm not charming, I don't have many hobbies or skills, and girls would never consider me to be their boyfriend. But I also knew that maybe I'm coming to a conclusion too soon. I am only 15, and I have my whole life ahead of me.
But at the same time, I feel like I could never be happy where I'm living. I just do not belong here, in this caucasian dominated city. I'm not racist or anything, but I feel like everyone is just watching me, and only know me as this asian guy. I mean, for instance, one time someone asked me, "Hey, why don't you talk that much?" I responded by saying, "I just don't feel like it." Someone joined in the conversation by saying, "Do you understand English? Do you speak fluent English?"
It wasn't really a big deal at first, because it was just a joke. I know some people are just asses and that there are good people out there. But then I realized this, I'm in a crowd of all people, and they're just laughing it up. I don't belong there. I didn't want to fight back, because a fight wouldn't solve anything. I also knew that I wasn't angry at them, but just at this city.
I tried being sociable, talking to girls, but everytime I try, I just ask myself, "What do YOU have to offer?" I come up with a simple answer of nothing. At the moment, I just feel sort of blah. I bawled my eyes out yesterday though. I don't cut myself or anything like that though.
EDIT: I would also like to add another scenario that has happened to me. In Grade 6, when I came to a new school, there was another asian person there in the same grade, a girl. One of her friends said we should date, just because we were asian. Of course, I tried to avoid the situation entirely, but couldn't because it just kept coming up. She went to another school in Grade 7. But when she came back, in Grade 9, I saw her, and of course remember what happened in Grade 6, so tried to avoid her purposely, not to have some awkward crap come up. I purposely did not look at her. One time however, she was walking toward me, and she was covering her face. Now, I tried to think positive, like oh, she must be covering because of the wind. But it's naive to think that. I did nothing in this situation, but it's almost like she hates me. This also got me feeling down a little bit. And she's not a druggy whore or anything, but a nice girl. So I feel like I made a nice girl resent me. I kept thinking what is wrong with me that day.
So would you feel like this if you were in my position? What would you do? What should I do to try and become happier? Am I just whining because I have nothing better to do?
Here's a small introduction about me, so the following paragraphs make sense.
I'm 15, male, asian, not great looking, semi-long hair, and live in a caucasian dominated city, which I will not mention. I used to live in Toronto, at an asian-dominated neighbourhood. I came to Canada when I was 6. I moved to this caucasian dominated city in Grade 6. As soon as I came here, I felt merely awkward, unsociable, and concerned on what everybody thought of me. I was talkative when I was in Toronto, but upon moving, I started to talk less or not at all. ANYWAYS...
It really started in Grade 9 last year. Semester 1, I was really happy, on top of the world. I felt like I had it all, that nothing could bring me down. I started talking a more, and I was usually very quiet. Girls were noticing me, which I didn't know if it was good or bad, and I actually got hugs. Now, hugs may seem like a small deal, but it sure wasn't for someone who never had a girlfriend or even a friend that was a girl.
Semester 2, I felt like crap. I started to talk little or not at all. It felt like everyone was moving away from me. I sighed more often. I didn't feel like getting out of bed for school, and I took a lot out on my parents. I began to grow sick of myself. I also noticed that the people that were my friends in Semester 1 were drifting away from me.
It was then I realized that it was no big deal, because I made new friends, but they weren't "friend" friends that you chill with off school, have laughs with, go to the movies with and that you could actually talk to. It was more like they were "school" friends, people that you see and greet only in school. I had plenty "school" friends, but no actually "friend" friends. A good actual friend of mine had moved away, and it almost seemed like I was alone in the world.
Realizing this new loneliness, I started to cry a lot, but only at home where no one could see. I missed the days where it seemed like my self-esteem couldn't be higher. I missed the days when I was in Elementary School. I knew that this feeling couldn't last forever, so I tried read anything on the internet that could help me feel happy. It worked, but only for a while. I would sometimes feel really happy, but only for short times.
So then I came to another realization, looking back at my life. I'm 15, 5'8 or so, never had a girlfriend, have barely any "friend" friends, can't ride a bike, can't swim, I'm not good looking, I'm not charming, I don't have many hobbies or skills, and girls would never consider me to be their boyfriend. But I also knew that maybe I'm coming to a conclusion too soon. I am only 15, and I have my whole life ahead of me.
But at the same time, I feel like I could never be happy where I'm living. I just do not belong here, in this caucasian dominated city. I'm not racist or anything, but I feel like everyone is just watching me, and only know me as this asian guy. I mean, for instance, one time someone asked me, "Hey, why don't you talk that much?" I responded by saying, "I just don't feel like it." Someone joined in the conversation by saying, "Do you understand English? Do you speak fluent English?"
It wasn't really a big deal at first, because it was just a joke. I know some people are just asses and that there are good people out there. But then I realized this, I'm in a crowd of all people, and they're just laughing it up. I don't belong there. I didn't want to fight back, because a fight wouldn't solve anything. I also knew that I wasn't angry at them, but just at this city.
I tried being sociable, talking to girls, but everytime I try, I just ask myself, "What do YOU have to offer?" I come up with a simple answer of nothing. At the moment, I just feel sort of blah. I bawled my eyes out yesterday though. I don't cut myself or anything like that though.
EDIT: I would also like to add another scenario that has happened to me. In Grade 6, when I came to a new school, there was another asian person there in the same grade, a girl. One of her friends said we should date, just because we were asian. Of course, I tried to avoid the situation entirely, but couldn't because it just kept coming up. She went to another school in Grade 7. But when she came back, in Grade 9, I saw her, and of course remember what happened in Grade 6, so tried to avoid her purposely, not to have some awkward crap come up. I purposely did not look at her. One time however, she was walking toward me, and she was covering her face. Now, I tried to think positive, like oh, she must be covering because of the wind. But it's naive to think that. I did nothing in this situation, but it's almost like she hates me. This also got me feeling down a little bit. And she's not a druggy whore or anything, but a nice girl. So I feel like I made a nice girl resent me. I kept thinking what is wrong with me that day.
So would you feel like this if you were in my position? What would you do? What should I do to try and become happier? Am I just whining because I have nothing better to do?