You know, it sounds like something—i don't mean to be one of those foolish, “aww it'll be OK” people—it sounds like something I’ve been through. Yes, I’ve done drugs before, some weed and some other stuff in my lifetime, I don't know anyone who *HASN’T* done/does do something at some point in their life—but drugs are easy to blame. So are disorders. Basically, what I think is that our society is really, *REALLY* weird in some ways. i think it tells us, even in 2008, more than 50 years after the whole mcCarthyism and television explosion, that we must be happy all of the time, and that we're all supposed to be Christian, and that we're all supposed to be Straight, and that we're all supposed to be White, and that we're all supposed to pay our taxes on time every year, and not have debt, and not be in a wheelchair, and wear nice clothes, and shave every day (men)/shave our legs every day (women). i think this whole attitude is really, really, old. i think it screws with our thinking. we're all supposed to be individuals. we're all kinda weird at some point. we're all paranoid, because hey, we have a lot to BE paranoid about - i mean, when you have people with blocked numbers phoning you up for money because the bill's due, and they won't identify themselves on the phone, or who call your parents, and you have strangers dressed in white shirt and tie who come to your door telling you that you have to worship a gold-plated angel who appeared to some joseph smith guy in Utah, or you turn on the TV and there's a man who's telling you if you want to get skinny eat a bunch of fat, etc, etc... all this is pressure, etc., it’s overwhelming, and oftentimes I think we just get really, really overloaded with all of the input our society is throwing at us, good and bad. I’m fortunate enough to live somewhere where if i get really tired of all this (!*(#@! i can just throw on some shoes and go run into the forest and scream my head off. then go have a few private moments, or take a hot bath, avoid the drugs, eat a little snack, if i have time grab my longboard and go surfing maybe, or just otherwise treat myself right. guess i've come to the conclusion that sometimes i just need a *()!#@ break. and often, nobody else is going to give me a break, so i have to just go and take it. i used to think i was paranoid when when it seemed like the whole world was out to get me. you know what? i think just sometimes it *IS*. but not the *WHOLE* world, and not *ALL* the time. maybe this is a good starting point. don't be so hard on yourself. there are some good people out there. real people. I’m an artist, so I’m used to people thinking that I’m different/difficult/overly sensitive, etc. I’m also used to not fitting in. if the world can't take you the way you are, forget it. just find your own path. even if it seems weird, if it makes you happy, and you *KNOW* it's not bad, then go for it. I tried Xanax for a while and it did absolutely nothing for me, nor did my shrink, really. But one day, my shrink (she’s a nice lady) basically told me, “Hey, ______, you’re different from a lot of other people.” and that's how I keep living my life today, eight years later. It’s hard being different from some people/everybody, but I firmly believe ya gotta be real in order to be happy. I don’t think it’s weird to be antisocial, or to want to close the window against the sunlight, or to not want to mingle with society, etc., but I *DO* think it’s weird to tell people how they’re supposed to mingle with this or that crowd, or how they have to open up their window at a certain time, or who they’re supposed to talk to/not talk to, or what time of day to get up and go to bed.
(By the way, if you are straight, or white, or Mormon, or gay, or black, or Hundu, please don't be offended, I do have friends and in many of these social niches, and I did have my Mormon friend read this first!)