Hi, GAF. First post in this thread, but I've followed it for a while. It's admittedly taken a while for me to figure out how to parse this message, mostly because, after reading through others' problems here -- the truly severe ones -- I legitimately felt that my "noise" might drown out signals that need assistance. But this is truly a community, and recent threads on Imposter Syndrome and detailing one's aspirations have convinced me to give it a go.
I've never had dreams; I still have no aspirations. It's difficult to remember when I've truly been happy, and often I have to convince myself that I ought to act elated when something an objectively reasonable person would appreciate happens to me. By any stretch of the imagination, I'm successful: that's why I felt leery about posting. Sure, I'm not enamored of my job, and I might get fired this summer, but I'm employed. I'm highly educated, mostly because I want to feel smart, and chasing after letters with which to punctuate my name seemed a decent if expensive idea. I'm in no risk of being homeless or going hungry. In other words, I fully know others have it much, much worse.
When I was a kid, I suffered through years of severe depression (that no one ever recognized or inrferred), which is probably common for people here. I pulled myself out of it. Or at least I minimized the effects. About three years ago, I had friends; lived overseas in an exciting new country, Japan; and I was embarking on a promising career. But any progress I've made has fallen off entirely in the past 2 years -- now, I have no friends, as I have a random, erratic schedule and do shift work, plus I live in Florida (cue bugsbunny.gif). I've had basically no social interaction in the past 20 months beyond stilted work-related conversations and "Happy birthday!" comments on Facebook. I know I'm suffering longer downswings; this was one contributing factor in my recent divorce.
The apathy's fairly significant now. I'm not engaging in self-destructive behaviors, nor would I ever, but considering I have my estate planning finished, and I really don't have any goals or aspirations, I sort of shrug when I consider bleak things happening to me. But I do enjoy living, even if I don't enjoy
my life as presently constituted. I was like this as a kid; I wasn't like this in Japan. While I don't think I'm at the point where I need professional help, I'm currently in the military, and recounting these thoughts would likely place my already tenuous job situation in further jeopardy. Plus I'm up for a high-level clearance.
I'm moving to D.C. in a little over a month, and I'm propping it up as the cure-all, which it probably won't be. I might even find, you know, some aspirations there? Really, I just feel terribly isolated and lonely. I'd love to be a sounding board for others, as I haven't felt useful in a long while, but mostly, I think I need practice with human interaction again. ...Thanks for listening!