Postphobia
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Okay, I have a long story, but I'll make it as short as I can. When I was growing up, I was painfully shy and couldn't talk to girls. Then, when I was 17, I started having panic attacks and it quickly turned into agoraphobia. By then, I had just given up on meeting someone. Then, eleven years later, I met someone online and we got married. I was so happy. She said she would help me with the agoraphobia and loved me for who I was. Then, a year and a half later, she cheated on me and left with the guy. Financially and emotionally destroyed, I had to move in with my parents. Little by little, I was able to build back my money. Then, I lost everything in Hurricane Katrina. Then, in 2007, I found my key to beating the agoraphobia and by 2009 I no longer had it. I started dating the first girl since I got divorced 10 years ago. 6 months later, I found out she was just using me to take her out and spend money on her. I hadn't dated since my divorce because I didn't trust anyone, and the first time out, she annihilates what little trust I had left. She betrayed me and lied to my friends then dumped me with the coldest eyes I've ever seen. Now, I feel like I've beaten my agoraphobia, but there is nothing good out there. I'm 38, alone, my trust is gone, and I'm severely depressed. I don't feel like there is anything good in life anymore. All I wanted in life was someone to share my life with and I think it's just too late now. I've been trying to go out with friends and try to meet new people, but I'm so guarded and I have so many walls up that I just use small talk. I realize too that I'm starting to isolate myself from friends and family because I don't trust their motives anymore. My parents keep telling me how wonderful my life is compared to my brother, who does have a lot of problems right now, but it's like my feeling shouldn't matter. They think I should just be happy, and I really wish I could, but there is nothing in my life right now. I haven't felt loved in over 10 years and I think we all need that to survive. Lately my depression is getting much worse and I keep wishing I just wasn't here anymore. I don't want to commit suicide, but I don't have any happiness or dreams anymore. Nothing interests me and I can't find any sparks any more. I want help, but I feel that if I go to a psychologist, they'll just push drugs in my face and won't help me solve my real problems. I just feel utterly alone anymore and I don't know how to stop it.
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