From Afghanistan to America, crossroads of life

Nursing school is tough or maybe it is the accelerated program. It is demanding. I really wanna grow thick skin. Personally and professionally, it is a success tool. I am very sensitive and "wear my heart on my sleeve". So it will be a challenge for me. I get the opportunity of doing so daily, but I fail to do so. It is very challenging. I will make this my short term goal for the next six  months. So by Christmas, I should be able to withstand criticism much better, be less emotional and more logical and methodical in my thinking and analysis. I will try to read related material because I understand better if I read literature about something. I need to read a lot of material cause there are a lot of things that come as commonsense to others but not to me. I don't like this trait of mine but I am not ashamed of it. It is sth I can fix and learn. I am on it...... I still think life is much easier in places like Afghanistan regardless of my facilities of developed countrie

I sometimes feel like a wrecked ship because of my depression. At first I was embarrassed and then in denial. Finally after so much pain and heartache, I accepted my problem. My mood swings were getting out of hand and it was affecting my quality of life and relationship. I thought I finally found an antidepressant that will help me. After a month of taking the possible minimum dose, I realized I gained weight considerably in spite of my efforts to curb my calorie intake and occasional exercise. Now I have to choose between my sanity and my health/weight. We all know how important our weight is. and I am tired of trying out different antidepressants and very tired of emotional roller coaster. I really don't know what to do. On top of it all, my marriage is being strained over minor and stupid reasons, difference of opinion. What I had thought has been buried long under the pile, has resurfaced and just ruined me. I am physically sick now. Did I mention that I have a ton, A TON, o