Long story short- suffered alot of childhood trauma. Ended up with Borderline and Depression. Fought and clawed my way through PTSD etc, and ended up fairly stable. I got into school, had a friend or two, kept a steady job going and so on.
Wish I could say all this happened less recently than it did, because that may give some excuse for my ongoing depression. But nearly two years ago, my grandfather died. I am not close to my family, but I was close to him. I lost my job for getting into a physical fight at work (I'd say that's the borderline showing its a**), moved in with an off and on again. My dog, which I was close to as I had taken him in as an abuse case, mysteriously came up missing. He died after I found him. I lost all my posessions and my "home". Ended up staying with family for a while and am finally back on my feet in school and independent.
Issue being I'm still depressed. I get up and function throughout the week. I hold a steady job. I even pulled off my 4.0 again.Over the weekend, I'm lucky if I get out of bed. I can't stand the area I live in, can't stand the people of this "state", and have cut off the majority of my family. Anytime I try to form a friendship with anyone, I find a reason I don't like them and cut them off. I have no patience for manipulation, havn't for most of my life. And this is typically the reason I have for cutting people off. Now, wether that's paranoia or the suppression of religion and morals I've found in this area I can't be sure.
I've been practicing DBT, CT, and grief recovery and to be very honest I still feel like complete crap. When I pulled myself together before, I found meaning for all the abuse etc. I had gone through. I seem to be unable to make meaning out of all these past occurrences. Anyone have a suggestion on where to start?