Hey everyone, I'm new around these parts! Just wanted to introduce myself... a little about me: I'm a college student, transferring back and forth between two colleges, extremely into music, I play viola, and find this community encouraging!

I've been going to counseling for a little over a year and have had a few different counselors during that time period. I've been depressed for most of my life but didn't realize it because it was more of a dull depression... the one friend I had that I knew to be depressed was much more up and down than I ever was... then I went off to college and things changed. Suddenly I became more and more like that person I used to know. I made some great friends at school who, looking back on it, really supported me after only knowing me for a month or so. But anyway, that's when I went to counseling... things were getting out of control for me. All my counselors wanted me to try medication because of the constant depression, but I didn't want to do it yet.

I was steady for a while, then this semester, I switched schools again. The situation with school, loss of a few close relationships, and other things has proven to be too much for me. I went on antidepressants about two weeks ago. I guess I just feel that it's time to try.

Anyway, I had a question for you guys. I meet with my counselor once a week, and after these past few very chaotic and emotionally violent weeks, I now feel like I have nothing to say during our sessions. I'm taking things slow, just starting on the meds, and trying not to think too much... therefore, when I meet with him, I've got nothing to say.

Has this happened to anyone else? This is a pattern with me... I hit a wall with counselors. I really like this counselor and feel the most comfortable with him out of any of my previous counselors. I know that sessions aren't supposed to be stressful, but not having anything to say makes me nervous and want to avoid the sessions. Any suggestions?

hope to get to know you guys well!

best,
Jenn

<font color=red>from childhood's hour i have not been
as others were -- i have not seen
as others saw -- i could not bring
my passions from a common spring.
from the same source i have not taken
my sorrow; i could not awaken
my heart to joy at the same tone;
and all i lov'd, i lov'd alone.
-edgar allen poe</font color=red>