I'm having a really hard time coping with leaving for school. I'm from North Carolina, and am moving up to New England for my first year of college. I've always had issues with anxiety, but lately it's been unbearable. I stress about everything... not being good enough, being a disappointing roommate, not being thin enough, not being talented enough, not being smart enough, not being able to do well in my classes, not being pretty enough (i let myself be convinced to dye my hair brown and now I freak out every time I think about it), about not having the right clothing (lately I've felt like there isn't anything really remarkable about me... I'm not smart enough, talented enough, or beautiful enough to coast on that alone... So I feel like I need to express myself through the clothing that I wear, because I know that I can do that well. The trouble is that my parents aren't planning on buying that many new things for me, and I'm having a hard time dealing with that.) I know that I'm really getting on my family's nerves... my mom told me that I was psychotic today. I was planning on buying new underwear from VS, and they had this good offer out... $75 off a $250 purchase. I was planning on buying about 45 pairs of underwear, with my own money that I made working this summer. My mom freaked out and told me that if I bought them, she wasn't taking me to school. I explained some of my reasons for wanting new underwear (in addition to just wanting pretty underwear, I also wanted to get them because I know that there is going to be a much greater chance for people to be looking through my underwear drawer. I don't think that this is a crazy suspicion... I will have a roommate, and her friends will be in the room, etc.) My mom told me that if I thought that people were going to look in my underwear drawer, then I was psychotic. She started freaking out, telling me that if I was going to fail at school, then why don't I just stay home and go to community college.
Ok, I know that I'm very stressed (I think that this new drug that I've been on for the last several months may be the problem... wellbutrin xl. I don't really think that I need to be on anti-depressents... I think that I should really be on anti-anxiety meds.) Any encouraging words? What should I do to cut the stress before I have to face the "real world?"