I will try to keep this as short as possible.
I’m a senior in college, majoring in history. I’m taking 14 credit hours this semester. If I don’t complete this semester, I will most likely be kicked out of school for poor academic performance.
And I’m depressed, horribly, excruciatingly depressed. Can’t concentrate, barely get out of bed, want to die depressed. I was diagnosed at 15 and have been on and off antidepressants and in and out of therapy since. Currently I’m not taking any antidepressants, nor am I in therapy.
So, I’ve only been to class a handful of times this semester. A week or two into it, I got a bad kidney infection. I spent a week in bed in unbearable pain before finally dragging myself to the doctor (I don’t have insurance). I spent another two weeks in bed taking antibiotics. They made me dizzy, light-headed, and tired. After I took the last dose, I broke out in hives. Turns out I’m allergic to Cipro as well, bringing the grand total of antibiotics I’m allergic to up to 7. I don’t know if the fatigue and dizziness was part of the allergic reaction, but either way I was out of commission for almost a month.
I informed my teachers, and showed them my documentation. Fine, it won’t count against me, I can make up what I missed. But the reading load in these courses is incredible, and if the kidney infection wasn’t bad enough, my eyes crapped out on me at the same time. I need reading glasses again, but my eyes are weird so I had to wait a week while they ordered my lenses. So, because of the terrible headaches, I fell behind in my reading.
So, my depression got worse with worrying about school, and not having any money because I couldn’t work while I was sick, I might get evicted, etc. I’m now a bawling mess on the couch. I went to the counseling center at my school to see if I can see a therapist and and psychiatrist and try medication again to see if I can find one that works. I might have to wait a week or two to get an appointment, which really really sucks.
Back to that bit about getting kicked out of school. Yeah, I’m on academic probation (final warning) because when I get depressed, I don’t go to class, then I fail. I’ve only told one teacher ever about my depression and he let me make up my work. But I really don’t want to have to do that.
Why? Because approaching a professor with, “Sorry I keep skipping class and missing assignments, I really just suck at life. Could you take pity on me and cut me some slack?” That’s how it feels. I have to admit that I can’t cope with day-to-day life, so please feel sorry for me. But that’s stupid. I don’t feel like I warrant any special treatment, it’s my shit I have to deal with, and if I can’t, tough shit. The electric company won’t turn my power back on if I tell them I’ve been unemployed because I’m depressed. My employer won’t pat me on the head and say, “That’s ok, you just come in to work when you feel up to it.”
Real life doesn’t work that way. There are no do-overs. I’ll just be that leech that sleeps on her friends couches and keeps borrowing money until people stop lending it if I can’t learn to suck it up.
I don’t know what to do. If I say nothing to my profs, fail, and get kicked out, then I have to admit to my parents that I’m a failure, oh and by the way can I move back in with you? If I do say something, I have to tell my teachers I’m a failure and please just let me make up the midterm, I wanted to spend that day laying in bed staring at the ceiling instead.