When I was a kid, I had no friends. I would try to join in a game on the playground and others would treat me as a weirdo, who was just there to make things awkward. I was socially alone. The isolation did not help my depression. I found hope with whatever hobby I had at the time. Through grade three to four, it was chess. At one point it was astronomy. The more adults tried to help, the more I felt like I was being a burden. I felt like a burden on everyone in my life. Looking back, I would tell myself that it was ok to be someone who’s social life revolves around work, also that there are plenty of people out there in your profession who can relate to you. I found that friends will come to you through work. Not every time, but enough.
Edited by: Julie Mann