Hello,
I suffered with a short bout of depression a few years ago, probably triggered by a combination of lockdown and hating my job at the time. Eventually changed jobs and recovered from it and been in a good place for 3 years now. For the last couple of days I feel it creeping on again though. It’s the same sense of lack of interest in anything and just wanting to get into bed and sleep. I didn’t go down the medication route and I’m not sure I want to.
My life is good. I have a great DH, amazing DC, family, health, home, a job I like, hobbies, holidays etc. The one thing I am missing in life is friends and it plays on my mind from time to time. Throughout life I’ve made friends in different contexts but nothing has ever lasted once I’ve left those environments (school, university, workplaces etc.) I try to tell myself that this is just what happens as adults as people move, change, drift away etc but I see people around me with busy social lives and it makes me question this. I’ve convinced myself that because I'm so out of practice and because I'm so uninteresting no one would want to be friends with me. I’m not a great storyteller, I don't have entertaining anecdotes to tell and I don't have an opinion on absolutely everything. The truth is that I find it hard to click with people and I’m constantly racking my brain for things to talk about. My feelings are also reinforced by the fact that I've tried hard to put myself out there with so many people but rarely does anyone do that with me or reciprocate the invitations. At the school gates I see mothers talking to each so effortlessly and I wish I could do that but it’s all so alien and I don’t want to stand on the edges like a total loser so I avoid it.
More than needing anything for myself though I feel like I’m failing my children by not showing them how to be social. I worry that they will grow up with the same deficiencies that I have and I really don’t want that for them. What should I do?