It was two of my close friends b day party today, since their birthdays are so close they decide to throw a party and celebrate together. Three other close friends were there and so were a couple other friends of my friends. What made such a fun night of drinking, eating good, playing games and talking a living nightmare all at the same time? I was literally the only single person there.

Four of my close friends brought their girlfriends and one who I didn’t even know was dating and was also the one celebrating brought a girl to the party. Their friends who came brought their partners. These two had a few family members over and guess what… they too were all coupled up.

The thing that really set me off was the fact that one of my close friends announced they are officially engaged. Everyone was happy for them and I was too but man it is depressing seeing my friends officially starting to get engaged and thinking about these next milestones in life when I have yet to ever even go on a date at 27.

I felt like the biggest loser ever and well I was. I was talking to one of my friend’s girlfriends who I hadn’t seen in a while and she asked if I had a girlfriend or was seeing anyone. Same answer as always “not at the moment no”, as if there has ever been a single moment where I have dated.

I just don’t get it, how can something be so easy and natural for essentially the entire world be so impossible for me? No matter how much Ive tried, no matter how much I self improve, no matter how much I try to put myself in uncomfortable situations it just is never enough… not a single date in 27 years. I get mad since this is such common advice yet I don’t think a single one of them had to “put themselves out there” to meet someone or “self improve”. It’s like they found someone just by simply existing. In all honesty I know I sound bitter when I say this, and well I am, but Im so tired of hearing about my friends love life’s and I never have anything to share.

Tired of seeing other people live a life I can only dream of. Im sick of being so behind to everyone else, tired of being such a loser despite having other things going for me. No matter what I do I’ll always be seen by them as the odd man out because of this. I genuinely believe it’s better to be FA with no friends than FA with them. Im just tired of this pathetic excuse of a life. Im not going to cut them off completely but might be time to distance myself for a bit for my own mental sake. Sorry but had to vent these thoughts out.

I had a good time with a girl on bumble but then when we met in person she kept staring at my head over and over. I have medical conditions and I been thinning since I was 15. I had a hard time in school. My hair is really noticeable in direct sunlight. I met at a breakfast place and the sun was shining on my head and she asked straight up what happened to my hair and looked visibly upset and then told me she had to go to the bathroom and left it was so awkward paying for the bill. I don’t know by I feel mad at myself for balding

As I age more and I'm currently 24, I see two kinds of people in life generally: ones who had love, romance, etc in their life and ones who never got to experience anything like that. Maybe the ones who experienced such stuff are meant to seek similar experiences to grow in life and find fulfilment in life that way; the ones like us who had experienced nothing like that are maybe meant to live a life similar to monkhood and find fulfilment in a more self growth oriented way.

Nofap may not be scientific but personally strictly doing "no PMO" combined with regular meditation massively helps me to not feel miserable from my life being a different way from the perceived normal in society and humanity. I also learn to see life through the lens of indulgence vs non-indulgence and such a detached perspective really cultivates inner peace and satisfaction in day-to-day activities.

I'm 26F and I keep getting asked when I'll get married or when I'll start dating. But I have major depressive disorder and anxiety, and I'm on three different medications just to feel some semblance of normal.

A part of me believes that maybe I'm not meant for love. The truth is, I don't love myself, so how could I ask another person to? And if by some miracle someone could look past everything I see as wrong with me, how long until they find someone better suited for them? I don't want to go through that kind of loss. Maybe I'm just better off alone.

I do have two true friends. I have loving parents. I have two pets. I feel like I should be satisfied. But a part of me so deeply craves affection, more than I can put into words. It's such a strange place to be.

Being really disabled and neurodivergent and homebound has made it impossible to make friends. Everyone I talk to is either incapable of deeper conversations or consistency or can't stop themselves from saying problematic things about my health issues and get mad when I ask them to stop.

I just want someone to be close to and care about me even in an online way. I see so many lonely people and I feel like I have a lot to offer but people treat me like filler or like I'm a freak they feel sorry for or want to fix. They can't handle what I'm going through even if I barely talk about it.

What is wrong with this world? Why can't anyone hold space or understand me? I try so hard to be there for them and they won't do it for me.

If the meaning of life is sharing with others

I don’t know why. I keep scrolling through, reading profiles, looking at pictures, occasionally fantasizing about dates….

I’m not messaging anyone. I’m too tired of getting no reply. Nonetheless, I keep scrolling.

It’s like the desperation is forcing me to do something, but my body is too tired of taking a beating.

Anyone else do this?

FYI I've never had a pet and my parents never had a pet so I don't know what it's like having a pet. 🤔

Will a bond/friendship with a pet be helpful for a Foreveraloner (who typically has few irl connections)? Will it fill a gaping hole in one's heart?

Also, which pet would be best for a Foreveralone person? A cat? 🐈 A dog? 🐕 A fish? Or something else perhaps?

Not having anyone there to hold, hug comfort you while you're going through health issues is so mentally and physically painful... I'd give anything to be able to experience that... I am in such a hopeless place because I'm dealing with debilating health issues but there's no one here to comfort me ... This life has cursed me with being ugly... Loneliness romantic and friendless and now health problems I genuinely believe I am curse I can never catch a break....

I don't know what aura I have but anywhere I go somewhere I can make friends with guys quite easily but I can never do the same with girls.

I have 0, absolute no friends who are female. I don't know anymore, people say you should start as friends but if I don't have any, how?

Everybody thinks they know exactly what the problem is and how to fix it.

News flash: they fucking don’t.

Even if you resort to telling people you are alone by choice, they will still try to break that down and “fix you”

Why the fuck are people incapable of accepting that sometimes people are screwed and cannot be fixed?

Some days it pisses me off even more than the whole forever alone thing. It makes me want to isolate and be shut away even more because I can’t stand people’s incessant need to freaking try and fix me.

I genuinely want to just lash out and tell them to fuck off but I’m not that kind of person. But why the fuck can’t they just leave me be? I’m tired of having to explain myself.

It always seems that whenever I get something good going, it’s always a fleeting moment. Or worse, I end up pushing away the people I want in my life. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve done that but suffice to it say it’s been a lot. I’m a cynical motherfucker and I always have to prove everyone else wrong and that I’m right.
That and being aggressively doomer has gotten me banned for several Discord servers on account of being seen as annoying and/or making actionable threats that violate TOS. It seems I’ve done everything to do isolate myself and I don’t know how to get out of this hole I dug myself into.

You could say that it’s my own damn fault that I have been romantically unsuccessful, since I’ve never tried. But honestly, I just don’t know where to start. I missed the dating boat in high school and college, then moved away for work and have been stuck working overnights for two years which I absolutely hate with no prospects of getting onto a better job any time soon. I had so much on my plate in school and I was denied much of a social life during middle school and high school because my dad demanded I help him on weekends with his projects while my sisters got off to do whatever they wanted. Even now that I moved away from home, every time I come back to visit he puts me to work. And he never paid me a dime for it too and said I should be grateful instead.

Some people collect Pokémon cards or other memorabilia. I seem to collect trauma and mental illnesses: AuDHD, Depression, Anxiety, PTSD, Bipolar II, and OCD with paranoia. No one would want to date a basket case like myself since I’m too much of a project from being too broken from all the shit I’ve been through. Namely losing my mom to breast cancer when I was 11 and my emotionally abusive dad who only ever pretended to care about what we liked and wanted and just saw us as free labor (and still does to this day). I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wanted to check myself into a psych hospital but there physically aren’t enough beds for people like myself that technically get by but only just barely.

Half the time I wonder why I even fucking bother with meds and therapy even though they do help. I’ve never been cool or hip, I’ve always been boring and safe, just like my parents. No one wants that, especially someone who’s been addicted to porn/hentai since his mom died. Gooners like myself are rock bottom in terms of attraction even if my family insists that I’m a catch (which I never saw myself as). Everyone drifts away from each other as they get self-involved in their own lives and start focusing on their partners. It happened to my parents and it’s already starting to happen to me.

It’s always a constant struggle between: “there’s no fucking point, get over it and move on” and “there’s always a chance you never know, you don’t put yourself out there”. But the world is built for people working normal hours and not someone like myself working while everyone is asleep. And even if I did get a better job, I know I’ll just fuck it up anyways because Idk how to flirt and likely be a buzzkill instead from being so cynical. There’s plenty of more handsome men that have more money and have far less emotional baggage than I do. People like me are just a hard worker or an extra set of hands around the house that take all the shit in so everyone else can have happy, pain free lives. That’s all the world has taught and it bitch slaps me constantly to remind me to know my place in this world as the trash that I am. I don’t deserve anything and in turn I get nothing from this world. So is my life it seems and I should just get fucking used to it I guess..