I'm 22, female, people have always told me I'm pretty and "regal" looking, but not a day goes by that I don't feel like an outsider. I've had only one good friend my whole life, well a few, but only one at a time, then a hand full of people I talked to in school. I guess that's normal considering i live in the middle of nowhere, but even with my best friends, ever since elementary school, I always feel like they don't know me and that they treat me differently from everyone else. I have always felt like people put up a front around me, like there's some tentacle coming out of my arm that only they can see... but I think this is the least of my problems actually, since I feel like i'm finally outgrowing it... or just accepting it?
My biggest problem now is just how painful it is for me to talk to people. I don't understand their interests whether it be celebrities, movies, music, etc. like, yeah they're all great and I can tell you what I like, but in all honesty it makes me feel like a fraud. I couldn't tell you who the star was in the last movie I saw because I really didn't care... it was entertaining, the end. I HATE thinking that way!!!!!! I want to be involved, really, but it's like useless information or conversation starters won't stick to my brain! That's another thing, my memory for my entire life has been like a switch that turns on and off at it's own free will. I can forget what I'm saying as the words are coming out of my mouth. I can think big ideas and complex solutions that make people stop and think, but i can rarely articulate them. Like my brain thinks in feelings and images but rarely words, so when I open my mouth i just babble and can't stop it

I've recently come out of a year long nihilistic depression, which I staved off through weed and alcohol for the first 8 months of it (until I had a bad experience). I had it a loooooong time coming. I was in an emotionally abusive relationship for three years where my dreams were forever on the horizon while i worked and went to school to take care of a man-child who refused to work (he was too good for a regular job and was waiting to sell his dads house, blah blah blahh) and promised me the world ( I wanted to open a tea shop and bake confections and he wanted to open an antique store). I was in the perfect situation for him to walk in and take over, he could say anything and i would believe him, and he knew that... because I was 18 and he was 40. I ended it with him on my 21st birthday and celebrated for a month straight. Still singing hallelujah!
I've had a few traumas growing up; a friend who molested me in 1st grade, a friend who tortured and bullied me all through middle school, a mother who shoved the bible down my throat, three siblings who teased me to tears and locked me in dark rooms.. list goes on. WHY WONT SOMEONE JUST LOVE MEEEEE i scream into the downpour of my repressed emotions
I don't think about the past. I just don't. I live in the now. I learned my lessons... but i feel like somewhere along the line i forgot how to interact with people. I used to be so vibrant in high school... I was an introvert until you knew me, then i prided myself on being full of jokes, random knowledge, and letting people in on my loving nature. I could draw the human body like da Vinci (comparatively) and everyone always complimented my art. It was always different from what everyone else did.. but now i can't make myself pick up a pencil. I don't want to write stories or listen to music, or get dressed up and do make up... It's like i'm just existing, slowly fading away it seems. I don't know how to be me again.
It's like I've completely lost my ego... like I have nothing to prove to anyone anymore. Everything seems so trivial. I cant tell if i do things because I enjoy them or if I do them to seem normal, to seem like I have an interest in SOMETHING. I just want to hide away and not exist, because it's so hard for me to... my dream is to build a successful career, find a man who loves me, make a home, and have a baby or two *I'm a Cancer, it's hard-wired into me!!* but that wont happen where I am in life currently....The bottom line, I feel like a big. lazy, stupid, boring, f*k-up.
How can I cope until this goes away? Will it go away? Has anyone else felt like this before? Do I possibly have some disassociation disorder?



Sorry this may be just as confusing and scrambled as my brain. I should say that I do have moments of clarity where everything feels okay and i can function on a normal level, but it's so rare..