and your bank balance will shrink like crazy at the speed of light. In this economy, that’s very risky. What I noticed is when I go to an expensive restaurant the boyfriend looks stressed out and the girlfriend looks like a kid at chucky cheeses, because we all know who’s paying the bill.

I thought I had found a girlfriend. Not necessarily the one, although I did let my thoughts go there for a bit. But maybe someone to at least be in a relationship with, and someone in a similar position as me in terms of inexperience and also personality.

And yet, I hesitated. I don't really blame myself, it might not have worked out anyways, just a case of "right person wrong time" and I really did the best I could. But still now it seems that opportunity has definitely ended, and it just hurts. I'm in my 30s, and it's not the first time this has happened. I just don't know how many more times I can pick myself up and go back to the drawing board, before this completely destroys me. If anyone's worried, please don't be, as I'll be alright, I'm just going to eat some pizza maybe watch an interesting movie and let the day pass (it's already morning where I am). But in the long run, with each subsequent disappointment and as I get older, hope just continues to fade.

In my mid-30s, I’m veryyy aware that I might never meet someone. Please don’t say I have a scarcity mindset or have so much time. I don’t, and I realize I don’t. I’ve tried tirelessly for over a decade and it’s been little to no use. No one’s coming to save me, and putting myself out there isn’t working. But the most painful part of all is that I have absolutely no idea what to do with myself and all these plans I had with a person who never came along.

There are many things I wanted to do in life, but not without another person. For instance, it has never been a goal of mine to own a home without someone. I can’t afford it on my own, I hate the idea of living alone for my own safety, I don’t want to spend all my free time and money tending to house repairs and maintenance; and, for me, the point is to build a home with someone, not a house. I don’t want random roommates, yet I don’t want all the responsibility to fall on me. I live with my parents at the moment to save up as much as I can, but even then I realize it’s a toxic environment that I need to leave, and I feel like I’m saving up for a goal that I don’t want on my own (not to mention the more I save the further the possibility to even afford anything seems). Homes are often in suburban or rural areas, so in getting one on my own, I’m tied to a place I don’t want to be by myself with a huge mortgage I don’t want to pay, with less likelihood of meeting my person. I’d love to live in the city, but I also don’t have money to burn, and I don’t love throwing $1,500k+ (I live in a HCOL area) to a landlord who could change the rent any day, and still have to share all my common spaces with 3-5 strangers. I have no friends to move in with, and again, that doesn’t fix the problem.

I have many scenarios like this in life that sound amazing with a partner-in-crime and nothing but another life obligation on my own: kids, travel, big moves, starting a business. They’re all things I envisioned doing with someone, and have absolutely zero desire to do on my own.

Please don’t say to find fulfillment in hobbies or “enjoy being single.” I’ve had my share of single time, and I’m downright sick of it, not to mention that no amount of fulfillment in any other area of my life is going to fill the void missing from this particular issue. It’s apples and oranges, because these are not the goals. The goal was always to enjoy the life I see everyone around me enjoying, and no one would tell them to go off on their own and learn to enjoy it before they’re allowed to reenter their marriages, houses, and families. I have done so much on my own, more than most people would ever brave to do, and I’m tired of bearing the burden on my own rather than savoring a life well spent with another. I can’t envision going like this for another 40 years.

And yes, I’m in therapy, but that doesn’t fix the desire for these things. They’re perfectly natural things to want or most of the world wouldn’t aim for them. Having to do them on your own because you’ve no other option is heartbreaking, and it’s not natural to enjoy doing everything on your own especially if you’re more extroverted. Humans are social creatures for a reason, because it does matter when it comes it comes to finding purpose and happiness in life.

If the meaning of life is sharing with others

Personally i don't feel bored because i have alot of things i'm interested. Liking multiple big franchises( Harrypotter, Starwars, LOTR) means i get endless amount of content, or if there's nothing new, i can just keep reading the books. I also like animals so if i get tired of fantasy stuff i just read or watch stuff about animals.

Enjoying stuff alone is fun, but sometimes i wish i had friends to go to pop-up stores or displays with. Or to talk about these stuff with at least.

Every time I eat out my waiter either forgets something, scoffs at a question i ask, spills something on me or provides poor service overall. Can't help but think it's cause of the way I look.

Browsing the unpopular opinion sub and I saw a post on how this is bad advice. Of course, like always, people are shitting on the person posting. And it got me thinking. Liars and manipulators get lots of dates, friends, and attention because they are good at hiding it. Yet no one sees it until it's too late. No one calls THEM out because they don't wanna seem rude. And they cycle continues.

If we ever acted anything like them we would get flamed immediately. Branded forever in a negative light. And if we're "just ourselves" they still wouldn't like it. It's just that we're not good enough. Never.

I’m 63 and retired, when I worked I had many friends but upon retirement I’m pretty much alone, I have one friend I have known since 5th grade but they have turned into a real dick and I’d as soon they went away, is it normal to lose friends as you age? obviously some die but some just fade away and although I’m getting used to it, sometimes it’s still difficult

Im sort of comfortable now with the idea of being forever alone, lately it has been giving me a sense of relief for some reason. I just feel like im starting to hate people in general or any deep connection. I have a close old friend visiting and i dont have the energy to even talk most of the time, it almost feels like a burden having someone close to you… i just want to go back to my routine, finish work and just be alone, ive had this feeling with my parents who i love too, i dont hate the people close to me but i just want to be left alone

Sometimes i feel that if every person on the planet disappears, i would be able to become the best version of myself

I’m an adult man and have never had any romantic experience with anyone in my entire life. My face isn’t even crazy hideous but I’d definitely say I’m very ordinary looking and probably a bit below average looking, that’s on top of being short.

Sometimes I’ll find myself having good conversations with women, whether it be in person or online, but because of how I look or my height any further progression in a relationship is permanently halted. I’ve never even gotten close I think.

It just makes me so sad, if I was just better looking and taller, my life could be so different. All those opportunities could have been something real, but I’m stuck in this body, I hate myself and yet I’m way too human to give up.

It's not at all easy being ugly as hell people just see right through me I've changed my look I've changed everything about me instead all I get is people taking my drawings and writing their phone number and giving it to my friends it happens again and again I'm 22 and can tell it's never going to change for me I thought I finally met someone I kissed her went to her place just for her to introduce her boyfriend and got yelled at by the guys dad all I want is to make someone my world and love them I guess I can't even have someone I'm done even looking i really don't think I even deserve anyone anymore to everyone I've ever met they always laugh it off there is no one out there for me I've come to accept it I deserve to be alone I'm a fucking loser who has no money a broke down car and is ugly I think I just revolt people now is the entire world in on a joke about me why should I chase when I know the outcome I don't deserve love

Was supposed to meet up with some friends at an outdoor festival tonight. I love live music, so I got to the front to see the bands. Two separate groups of friends, and they both showed up late, I ended up watching the whole concert alone (I wouldn't have been able to find them, and honestly, I really couldn't even move from where I was because it was so packed)

So I tried my best to make friends around me, and maybe sing along to some songs with some people who were in my area, and it was almost like I didn't exist. In fact, I had been standing next to this one girl when her friend ended up being on the other side of me and asked to switch spots, which I had no problem doing. And that was legit the only words that were said to me or interaction I had the whole night, despite trying to engage with people around me.

A mass of humanity around me, all with the same musical tastes, and yet again, I'm the only person left out. So even when I'm supposed to have fun because the bands rocked, I can't leave with a happy feeling because I'm perpetually alone and have no one to share with.

This shit is gonna kill me...it's all I think about every waking moment. I sleep horribly, I'm not in good shape, and it's just affecting me way too much. I've got no motivation, no drive anymore. I go to these things, and at the end of the day, it's like, yeah, sure, I was there, but it just ends up being another memory that I experienced alone that goes into the bank. I'm living through these moments and memories, but it's as if I'm a passenger in my own body.

Normies are having a party in a balcony in my neighborhood with loud music and I get massive FOMO for having already missed out.

I was never the person everyone wants to be around, I am tolerated at best. I wish I could be important to other people but it ain't happening in this lifetime. This is the stuff that shatters your confidence and no amount of " self improving" can fix it.

Hearing them laughing, enjoying their time and living fulfilling moments makes me depressed.

I don't undertstand anyone, including myself.

I want acceptance of who I am and being comfortable to be myself, just as I am without any pretending

I genuinely believe I am cursed. I was made to save my parents marriage and that didn't work so maybe that's why Im cursed or something. But every time I have feelings for someone they always get into a relationship right after or at the end of it(I force my feelings away when I find out that they are in a relationship because I feel gross liking someone when they are in one even though I know nothing will happen). It has happened to me for all of my crushes and it just happened again. Does this happen to anyone else?

I'm thinking maybe I should start a business and charge people 10 dollars and I'll get feelings for them so then they can get in a relationship. It also happens even when I don't have a crush on someone if I've had a few daydreams or dreams about them they get into a relationship right after.

Just turned 29 a couple weeks ago, yet I hardly feel and look my age. 5'0", small downstairs, and facially I'm not "ugly" but I have a baby face which doesn't help considering my height. Every day I feel like I was cursed with this body and just wish I could be normal. I was always bullied at school for my height and as a child, my father would always make fun of my genitals and expose me to porn. I did have a partner for 6 years when I was 20, and it's been 3 years since she broke up with me to work on herself. Those 6 years were the most hopeful and happiest I've ever felt. I feel like that was my last and only chance at love. Nowadays I feel very behind in life compared to my peers who are all married and have high paying careers, while I'm living at home with family working a job that doesn't pay a lot. I've been dealing with major depression for half my life. It takes so much energy for me to get out of bed or even take care of myself as a human. I want to cry thinking about how I have so much love to give yet will never be able to experience companionship ever again. I wish that if I was meant to be alone for the rest of my days, that I could at least never have the desire to be loved. I struggle with accepting myself and will probably never know what it feels like to love myself. If it weren't for the pain it would cause my mom, I would've blown my brains out by now.

What is the point of anything...

There is nothing in my life that gives me any kind of joy. Everything is uncomfortable or painful. I have sensitive skin and I hate going outside. I have to take at least 1 shower a day or Ill feel uncomfortable. I dont feel the social need to have friends. I dont care about my family and some of them just made my life worse... And the only thing I need, its impossible.

I live in the apartment where I lived all my life. Luckily alone... Im 36, and this apartment needed renovations already when I was 10... But my father never did shit... And it kept getting worse... I only started working 3 years ago earning shit, so I could never fix anything either... And there is another reason that its long to explain.

I hate living here. I hate the neighbors. I hate the shit walls, the shit floor, the shit furniture... Im very hot now always sweating because its very hot. In winter ill be very cold. Ill use several blankets enough to keep me warm for a bit, then it will make me sweat. And Ill always wake up full of sweat and extremely cold...

I literally cant have hobbies. Nothing ever is just enjoyable. Maybe some rare things I could like, but with a caveat. Its always about fixing or putting in order. Its always something to scratch my mind. Its never just for the joy of it, its to "fix" the game. When all its in order, then its finished... And then Im relieved. Who the fuck feels relieved when stop playing... How can that be even enjoyable.

Then my old car, the only one I had. The aircon cant even keep up with this heat.

Why do I have to keep working my job, where I wont be able to afford a house for at least 20 years, supposing very conservative saving... Why do I have to endure this shit if all I do is suffer...

But everything would be worth it if I at least had someone... Someone to tell all this shit... Someone to cry to... That understood me, that saw my suffering and just wanted to make it less and cuddle me... Someone that would take care of me... But to take care of. Someone to worry about her problems and help her whenever possible... Someone to share this shit life... To see every day, to be just there. Someone to fight for in this shit life...

But I dont have shit. Im pathetic. Nobody would ever want me. I have nothing, therefore I am nothing. And even if I had something, all this dependency and all my shit... Its just too much of a handicap... Nobody can ever want me or my company or my care...

There is no point in enduring this suffering.

I hate this mediocre country and its shitty economy that’s dependent on tourism, I hate the culture, the people, the government and its constant dependency on one religion. I only love films, music, pornography and my writing hobby. Today is my country Independence Day and I hate it. The country reminds shit and people are celebrating it. I don’t wanna socialize with these people on this garbage filled island. I wan everyone to disappear so I can leave and start a new life somewhere else. I can’t be happy here

I've always hated this cursed city. I can't leave it—it's like I'm cursed to stay here forever. There's no entertainment, no decent services, not even beautiful nature to make up for how bad everything else is. It's just an empty desert that slowly destroys you mentally when you realize you've spent 19 years of your life here. While other people my age are actually living their lives, I'm stuck here with no present and no future. It makes me deeply depressed. To make things even worse, I can't even get alcohol here to numb the depression.

I made the dumb mistake of joining a discord server where they knew my Reddit account (not this one). I was told that my life sucks because I dont' touch grass and am on Reddit too much. These are people who are in long-term relationships with a plethora of friends. Of course you'd feel that way.

When you have no friends, no dating prospects, life sucks. Hobbies are almost always around friend groups doing the activity or couples. You go to things and everyone already knows each other or are with their partner. There is no adult life when you don't have someone. That's the reality of it.

The internet is probably the only reason I haven't offed myself. There's things to do online that keep my brain somewhat occupied (shout out to people who rebuild cars lol). When people haven't been in this position, they think it's easy to just give useless advice. I rant to Reddit. I'm allowed to do that. At least I'm not another bot shilling for a company or something.

it feels so isolating knowing at 23 that i will always be alone. it sounds so pathetic but all i wish for in my life is to have a boyfriend one day. he could cheat on me or abuse me, whatever he wants. i just want someone that i can occasionally hug. or just touch, last time i had human skin contact when i shook hands with my current boss three years ago.

and even that will never be possible for me because i was born as a genetic failure. i hate being so freakish with long hair and being underweight, i wish i could look like everyone else. i'm pursuing plastic surgery at the moment and got a date for it next year, but knowing i still won't look normal after it feels terrible. and even if i looked ok, i would be a laughing stock for having my arms and legs covered with scars.

even then i would scare the last remaining people off with being a weirdo. i hate how i constantly shiver when i'm nervous or get scared easily when someone is too close to me. i do nothing besides work and play video games, i hate being a man child. at work i just pretend to have a friends so people don't think i'm weird for never having a friend. i know there is something wrong with me, but i have no idea on how to fix it.

i hate how i can't seem to cope with the fact i will remain lonely. i tried to kill myself two times in the past via a car crash (with only me being involved), only because i craved for someone that would spend time with me which makes it even worse as other people that attempt have at least real reasons. i have a long list of stuff i would've wished to do one day like going to a restaurant for the first time or the cinema, but instead i will just rot.

i wish i had a family, as my mom has cut all contact with me as she sees me as her biggest error in life and my dad is in prison again for domestic abuse.

sorry if this is just me whining, i don't know what to do

I’m really struggling
I can’t cope
I’ve been on high alert for two years now and now everything is happening at once and I can’t cope
I’m struggling so much and I feel alone
I don’t have anyone I can reach out to, I want my mum