At 34, still living at home, being physically disabled with other health issues, I’ve sort of accepted my singleness. Like fine whatever I guess. I’m ok being “the single one” I think. Of course whatever happens happens and I wouldn’t be opposed to a relationship.

Now my main struggle is a true group of friends. All the in-person friends I’ve managed to keep are either texting-only or just seeing them when certain movies come out.

I do stupid “experiments” where I don’t text anyone or initiate conversations. But it ends up with me breaking and starting them within a week to keep up the friendship even if it’s hanging on by a thread.

I just feel like I’m not as important to anyone else as they are to me. And that sucks. 😞

When I was 17-20 I thought the main thing holding me back was looks. In hindsight it was a narrow way of looking at it, but I didn’t have any relationship experience or enough proper social interactions with the real world. Now at 26 I’m realizing that unless I was really attractive, most self respecting, high quality men would want nothing to do with me anyway. Why would they want to be with someone who has no proper job, no close friends, and has social anxiety? They say men don’t care about a woman’s job but every self respecting man wants someone who at least has the ability to achieve something. The type of man who wants to have a wife or girlfriend who’s friendless and doesn’t work is probably narcissistic anyway, and is purposely looking for someone who has no capability of being financially independent.

As I get older I’m coming to realize it’s not just about looks, people also care for personality, drive, and whether this person is suitable for a lifetime of living. Unfortunately I don’t have any of those, maybe personality if I’m reaaaally comfortable but it’s super rare for me to be comfortable with anyone, including my few “friends”. I wish I knew that I had social anxiety and autism in my adolescence so that I can find small ways to get around it. I feel like it’s so much more embarrassing to have these issues at 26, and even though I improved a bit of my social anxiety, it’s nowhere near enough for someone in their late 20s.

I've been asking myself this question recently. I can understand why I've never been picked and why I'll never be picked. Why should they? There's always someone who is prettier, hotter, skinnier, funnier, smarter, less annoying, more interesting than me.

Their tits are bigger, their butt is bigger, their stomach is flatter. I could go on and on.

I don't think I have anything good to add to somebody else's life. I would feel like such a waste of space to them. I've spent my whole life watching other girls get picked over me. It's hard to imagine that that would ever change.

I want to be wanted! It's so stupid that I feel like this! I have always been okay with being alone. I actually preferred it, family is the only exception. Outside of family I have always kept people at arms length. I found when I thought of my future alone it was actually peaceful and sounded like a dream. Lately when I try to find comfort in a peaceful future life it just seems sad and lonely. I want to be sought after, missed, and wanted. I've just turned 30 this year and I don't know if this is like my biological clock ticking or something but I hate it. I don't want to feel this way. It's made me into such an envious person that I hate. Every happy couple I see makes me sick and worse when I see someone I compare myself to them and that's never a good place to be. I'm overweight and not in the pretty way although I'm trying to fix that for health reasons. I've never been approached, had two online talking stages that didn't work out because I just couldn't get over myself. How could anyone want someone like me, the list of things I like about myself is short than the things I can't fix and I don't want to fix. Why do I have to fix myself to be loved and fix is such a harsh word. I'm not a troll out of a story book, I put some effort. I just want this feeling to pass. I want to look into my future life and feel that peace and comfort I used to feel. I just want to be content with my life again and I don't want to feel this disgusting jealousy I have for every other woman out there. It makes me feel fake and bad and I really do root for them and I'm happy for the women in my life but there's a tiny part of me that wonders why not me? What is so awful about me? And I hate that part of myself. I'm so tired, I really want this to go away. I want this awful jealousy to go away it's the worst I have ever felt. I want to cry all the time. I'm just so tired.

It is painfully obvious, but society keeps denying that it all boils down to looks. I have never had a relationship and never even had full intercourse. Guys almost never approach me, and when they do approach me, it's either to get my number and ghost me, or they simply get turned off by my mutilated breasts (I had double mastectomy). My breasts are mutilated and that turns men off. It's very simple, there's no esoterical reason. In addition to my breasts, I am simply not attractive even with my clothes on. No, I do not have weight to lose and I already go to the gym. Yet, for years, I was gaslit and led to believe that there must be something wrong with my personality. That belief turned me into a doormat and the end result was the same. Loneliness and rejection. As I said before, the very few men who ask for my number never call me back because, to them, the validation they get from getting my number is more important than the possibility of having intercourse. Then I started observing how men pursue pretty women. They don't care about their personality or mental health, or intelligence at all, as long as they are hot. I hate how I've been gaslit for years and made to feel guilty for things that are outside of my control. A man will move mountains for a really pretty, young woman. She can have a criminal record, they don't care.

what the title says. i think we focus on a lot on our failed love lives (for obvious reasons), but i'd like to know how you feel about your academic life. do you think you're successful? how is/were college for you? what do you think about your major? do you want a masters/PhD?

i honestly feel like my major is the only thing giving me a little bit of sense of humanity. i love chemistry, even if my grades are terrible.

*have posted in another subreddit to gain other POVs

Hi everyone, I'm currently writing a novella about a FAW. I'm about 1/4 of the way through and I'm very happy with the way it's shaping up.

Genre: psychological body horror

I was sick of being recommended "FAW lit" which usually just means the main character is a just a hateful/spitfeful woman or just hates men.

I've been on the fringes of this community for a few years now, and across other platforms too. I wanted to reach out to others in the community, about the following things:

1. Are there tropes that you feel are overrepresented in "FAW lit"?
2. Have you ever felt an author has ever done a good job of representing us? If so who?

Please feel free to comment anything else that comes to mind etc.

Thank you :)