[jbaker30]

I was just diagnosed with depression three weeks ago. I denied that there was something wrong with me for a long time and only got help at the insistence of my suitemates. I slammed doors, listened to music loudly, paced the hallway, lied constantly, and screamed. I also wrote them a note in which I explained that I thought I was an outcast. I was so much different than everyone else and so while everyone else was building their relationships and getting closer, I felt like I was drifting away. I talked about how this process was inevitable and that they could do nothing to prevent it. I didn't know this at the time, but the letter had a deeper meaning. I felt like I was so far in the dark and so depressed that I felt like no one could understand me. I was alone surrounded by them. The letter was a call for help. It wasn't a ploy to hurt them, gain attention, or initiate a certain response. It was honestly the way I felt. Now, they won't talk to me and want me to move out of the suite next year. What do I do? I really care about these people and I just want to be friends again.

[Endlessly]

Try to talk to them about how you feel about them, tell them what your purpose was.
Even if they dont speak it doesent mean they dont hear too.
Ask them for forgiveness? they obviously felt like if you didnt like them and/or hated/didntcareabouthem.

[CastlesInTheAir]

Do they know that you are getting help?? Maybe if you show them that you are getting the help that you need they will be more compassionate and more understanding. I hope everything works out for you.

[jbaker30]

They do know that I am getting help. At this point, I am just really confused at this point. They told me that they want to be friends in the future, when I return to the old me. I thought friends were supposed to be there for you through all the struggles in your life. I just don't know what to do.