BlendedHeart
It is what it is
- Mar 9, 2024
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This past february was my 36th birthday. It was the first time no one congratulated me, not even those Facebook greetings. I know I've been isolated for years, but that made me realize how extreme is that.
I know I'm weird and have nothing to talk to, sometimes. It was easier in school. I had some friends there, but those are hard to keep for someone like me. I go to the gym. I've went for the past year and a half, and have made zero connections there. Before that, I went to a hobby shop to play card games with others. Four years of nothingness. Just casual greetings and meaningless conversations. Not a single contact from there. I still have my mother, but we only talk a couple times a day, mostly greetings and such. I've tried to reach to former "friends", but I only find monosyllabic answers and short conversations.
I long for a partner, a girlfriend, a wife, but I know I have nothing to offer. They always say you have to love yourself to be loved by others, but I don't have that in me.
I wish I had the courage to end it all. I no longer want to feel anger and despair all the time. That's the only thing that stops me. That silly survival instinct we all have. That fear of failing.
I know I'm weird and have nothing to talk to, sometimes. It was easier in school. I had some friends there, but those are hard to keep for someone like me. I go to the gym. I've went for the past year and a half, and have made zero connections there. Before that, I went to a hobby shop to play card games with others. Four years of nothingness. Just casual greetings and meaningless conversations. Not a single contact from there. I still have my mother, but we only talk a couple times a day, mostly greetings and such. I've tried to reach to former "friends", but I only find monosyllabic answers and short conversations.
I long for a partner, a girlfriend, a wife, but I know I have nothing to offer. They always say you have to love yourself to be loved by others, but I don't have that in me.
I wish I had the courage to end it all. I no longer want to feel anger and despair all the time. That's the only thing that stops me. That silly survival instinct we all have. That fear of failing.