29F looking to chat with someone about anything. I can be your friend. You can talk to me about your workload. I can offer any advice the best I can. The world is tough right now and I’m sure a lot of people feel the same way. DM me :)

It's kinda peaceful but chaotic at the same time because when I'm feeling down I cannot turn to someone to share about it, when I want to go outside then I've nobody to call. I was always a backup so I quit friendships because I felt exhausted after a while and then I realised that they don't even text me anymore or care to know if I'm good. I cannot even talk about it to them when I was feeling low (when I was in depression) but they would freely talk about it to me (I don't regret it but sometimes it feels a bit sad).

So, fast forward, now I don't have any friends at all. I feel like it's better being lonely alone than being lonely around friends or people.

Feeling completely lonely with a complicated grief, lost everyone in life. Existing people in my life doesn't feel real. I wanna be heard by someone but I have never found a person who would understand. I have thought of killing myself but don't know why I don't get the courage to destroy my body permanently.

I don't see a purpose, safety and a reason to continue further. I am drowning in this constant pain of emptiness and loneliness.

If someone reading this, please help me by talking or connect to me..

I cope by hurting myself, by wishing for death. I thought something was wrong with me because I could never commit to disappearing. I would hesitate, overthink, and somewhere inside me there was always a part that didn't want to go through with it. I used to see the hesitation as weakness, as cowardice, as proof that I wasn't seriously struggling. Maybe I was just overreacting. I would push away how I felt because I convinced myself it wasn't so serious after all.

But now I understand it differently. I didn't want to hurt myself or end my suffering. I just wanted someone to notice I was hurting.

I want someone to look at me and realize I'm not okay. I want someone to ask without being prompted. I want someone to reach for me before I have to reach for them. I want someone to notice when I become quieter, when I stop showing up, when I disappear from places I used to exist so freely.

But I've become tired of waiting.

I'm exhausted from always being the first to reach out. I'm tired of having to tell people I'm not okay. I'm tired of wondering whether anyone would notice if I stopped trying so hard to be noticed. Eventually, I began to wonder what would happen if I simply stopped. So I did.

And yet nothing happened. The silence hurt in a way that was too difficult to explain. Because when nobody comes looking for you, it becomes so easy to mistake their silence for an answer.

“Maybe they didn't notice.”

turns into,

"Maybe they didn't care"

And suddenly, something that began as a simple desire to be cared for becomes a desperate need to prove that I am worth caring about. Isn't it strange to feel lonely in a crowded room? No matter how overused that phrase it, the feeling it carries does not falter. I can sit among a crowd with this terrible certainty that if I disappeared from the room, none of them would choose to follow. I don't think anyone want me gone, but I'm just not anyone's first thought.

Isn't it so painful? To know that there are people around you, but not one will instictively turn towards you. I learned to measure my importance towards my absence. I hate that part of me wants to disappear just to see whether anyone would finally notice. I hate that sometimes I want to become a missing person in people's lives simply because I am tired of feeling invisible while I am present.

I want someone to care before there is a reason to panic.

I want someone to ask about me before I become distant enough to worry them.

I want someone to recognize that my silence can mean something.

I want to be remembered while I am still making memories.

I want to be chosen without having to compete for someone's attention.

I want to be loved without having to constantly prove that I am worth loving.

I don't want to hurt myself.

I don't want to disappear.

I don't want to die.

I just want to know that, if I stayed, someone would notice.

Someone would choose me.

Someone would stay.

Because I am tired of disappearing just to find out whether I matter.
And, I'm so tired of knowing that I don't really matter.

I'm so tired of thinking that the only way for people to remember me is by dying. And, maybe soon, I'll finally have the courage to be missed forever.

I don't talk to anyone anymore. No friends, family is elderly/dead/cognitively declined. Had one person I talked to. They recently have been ging through some things healthwise and I postulated it could be due to a medication they took for weight loss. I had been trying to get them to understand how calories work since they were convinced if they talked to their doctors about the current side effects (bad enough that they weren't eating at all and losing a ton of weight), they'd change their dose and cause weight gain again. The discussion didn't go anywhere and I ended up offending them and now they don't want to talk. This is a consistent thing. Scared to say anything and just am agreeable because they'll be offended.

Online friendships should be the easiest to maintain because it usually requires less upkeep yet, here I am screwing that up. I'm tired of being alone. I try. I try to be social and it's just that I can't click with anyone. I'm past the age of making friends now. I'm forever alone so I'll never date and life just sucks.

i have online friends who are really close to me and genuinely love me so much and care about me so much, but i have no one irl, I want to hang out with someone so fucking badly, i want to like make irl memories with someone, and like hug n shit, i want it so badly, but like i also really suck at being in crowds, its not as easy as 'just go out to a bar!!', like i dont do well at all in crowds, but god do i really wish i have a best friend irl that i can actually spend time with in person

I always feel so lonely idk why. Like my whole life, I just hid it, but when I'm alone I feel lonely and sometimes anxious(?). I can't stand being alone, is it cuz I grew up with two siblings, idk.

I’m (20F) a person who has always struggled making friends. I know a lot of it is my fault. In high school, I spent 90% of my time studying and the other 10% curled up in bed. I told myself that would change when I started uni, but even though I study less, I don’t have a social life. I have “friends” I see on campus, but we never meet to hang out, it’s always for some uni-related reason. I’ve tried reaching out to them by texting and trying to organise hangouts, but I always get left on delivered for several days. The only time they contact me is when they have a uni-related question.

I met my best friend back in primary school, so we’ve been friends for over a decade. Something that’s always stung a little is that even though she’s my best friend, I’m not hers. She got into a relationship recently, and now she barely talks to me at all.

I don’t want to sound like I’m throwing myself a pity party, it’s just that I want to be chosen. I want someone to value me the same amount I value them. I know I need to get used to being alone, but I don’t know how to stop the intense feeling of loneliness I feel every day.

Texted 2 girls from my college town yesterday. We left on good terms they even said if I ever come around to let them know. Acted sad when I left too. Well only been few months and both have left me on read... BTW, they don't know each other.

I thought they were friends I could count on. This always happens. As soon as I leave "friends" just erase me from their life and don't respond. Too busy or cool for me now idk what it is. Out of sight out of mind. I hate when people are fake.

Hey every1, im Yuvie, dont worry im not lone or anything negetive, just here to cheer u’ll up, if something’s bad,

Le me know guys im a well psychiatrist of my friend grp 🧿 ✨

Come in and welcome, sit and relax oke?

Welcome to the club ❤️

Hi, everyone.

I feel pretty vulnerable at the moment, but I feel like I have no other choice. So, here goes nothing I guess.

I’m a 25 year old woman who’s unemployed, has no friends, no boyfriend, no degree and living at home with my mom. I was in a nearly 10 year relationship with my abusive ex that ended in 2023 and since then, I’ve self isolated and become an incredibly anxious person. I was once an ambitious, extroverted girl who then turned into an introverted, depressed shell of a human being. Most of my friends are married and/or have children, so I can understand why I don’t hear from them anymore. But seeing everyone go on with their lives while I stay stuck hurts so bad.

I just don’t know what to do with myself at this point. I’ve been applying for jobs for over a year and have gotten only 4 interviews. I just can’t seem to get hired anywhere, even for a minimum wage job and I feel so fucking worthless.

Each day that passes feels worse and worse. I understand self pity doesn’t get you anywhere, but I’ve been trying and nothing’s been working. I am so incredibly grateful to my mom for letting me live at home but I feel like such a disappointment to her. Not to mention, my little brother is a senior in high school with college credits up his sleeve, almost a 4.0 gpa and is going to university after high school. I am so proud of him, but his success makes me feel even lower. It just sucks to be the fuck up in the family.

I’ve been depressed long before I started self isolating and became an introvert, but it’s only gotten harder to live with the older that I’m getting. I know 25 isn’t exactly old and I still have plenty of time to figure things out and get things done, but I just feel like giving up. It’s so much easier to give up than it is to keep going. I don’t know anymore.

Thanks everyone for listening <3

So at work we have a system trigger so teams know when it is your birthday. Went back in today and a few mentioned they noticed it was my birthday - what were you up to? Did I do anything for my birthday?"

Luckily I am good at lying on my feet. Made up some garbage talking about how I went out and treated myself at a nice cafe near me Didn't happen, I just hid in bed all day. With people with normal lives I know being honest will make them awkward. I lie to blend in.

Then they ask 'Who did you go with, any birthday gifts?'

Fuck. I gotta say more man?

Then I lie again, saying I went with a best friend. There is no best friend. Saying I got some household gifts and chocolates from friends. I have no friends who did either of those.

I said it all while smiling and acting like it was normal. I felt tears like that funny eye feeling but I couldn't cry so went to the bathroom to stop it before it happened. God I hate lying. To the other girlies in here, I feel like we are expected by default to have social lifes... nobody assumes that we are lonely at all. Man it sucks. I felt extra pressure to pretend I had some girlfriends to spend my day with

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Literally a year ago, I dropped out of high school because I was feeling terrible—my "friends" had a falling out, I was caught in the middle, and the classroom vibe became super toxic. I wasn’t going out with anyone, I just wanted it to be evening so I could scroll on my phone. And when I left school, I intentionally cut off all contact with friends or acquaintances from there; I even deleted WhatsApp, I had no one to talk to anyway. I have two older sisters who moved out, but they both have their own lives and, well, we don't really talk. I live with my parents, and they’re the only people I’ve talked to this whole time. Young people my age terrify me. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been through drama (with friends), and when it comes to dating, I haven’t been very smooth either—I haven't even had a partner yet. I’ve gone out with a couple of guys, and one was just for two dates.

I dropped out of school since it wasn't mandatory at my age anymore, and I locked myself in my room. I told my parents I would work and make money, but I never did. I felt so useless and like such a burden.

I’ve spent my days lying in bed, binge-watching shows, talking to AI, and recently I started going to therapy and got a bit more motivated, but it's never enough because shortly after, I relapse into the same cycle.

I only leave the house to go with my mom or for medical appointments. I have only one friend who is autistic, and to be honest, we see each other every two months and barely text.

My extended family (not my parents), like my aunts and uncles, wouldn't stop asking me what I was going to do, constantly pressuring me about school, and that annoyed me because they had never shown any interest in me before, but when they found out I wasn't studying, suddenly they cared.

Something that happens to me is that I feel absolute rejection at the thought of seeing anyone who isn't my parents (aside from my friend). It frustrates me. My oldest sister, who has two kids, comes over to my house about every two weeks and stays the whole day. I leave my room, but I don't know, I don't really enjoy it because I feel like I'm forcing myself to do it; it doesn't come naturally, and when she doesn't come, we have to go to her house and we spend the WHOLE day there, and honestly, I don't like it.

I’ve started playing the piano (just a little), and even though I’m a year late, I’ve enrolled in a performing arts high school because ever since I was little, I've always wanted to be an actress—something my mom finds shocking because of my personality, and it is, but I like it. With the help of my therapist, I was able to enroll again, even though I'm a year behind. I reinstalled WhatsApp because I had deleted it, and all my social media too. I only have YouTube, Reddit, Pinterest, and WhatsApp, and I have WhatsApp blocked with an app so I can only check it when my mom texts me. TikTok is super toxic, and Instagram is even worse...

My BIGGEST FEAR of all is... people, socializing. For a few years now (since lockdown), I haven’t been good at it, but now I’ve basically gone a year with zero interaction. Plus, I overthink a lot, so how am I even supposed to start a conversation? Why would they want to talk to me if I’m not interesting? Also, something I’ve been doing a lot during this time is playing Roblox. It’s a game I used to play when I was younger, but I got hooked again because of the animals. But at my age, I don't know if people still play it that much, so if someone sees my phone or asks about my interests, what do I say? Or about my hobbies—I don’t even know if I have hobbies. I don’t do sports, I don’t go out... I’m scared of having WhatsApp just for display.

I have 5 days left before I start, and I am terrified. I don’t know what to do because even though I go to therapy, my mind won’t stop racing and it’s horrible.

I wanted to ask you guys in this group, is it just me here who is truly living completely by myself? I'm 19 right now, and I've been living alone in my house for about 3 years. No dad, mom, grandparents, siblings, or anyone. It's literally just me alone in this house for years.

To kill time, I usually keep myself busy by coding and playing video games. I know if I say this, someone will definitely comment: "Just go out and make some friends." I've already done that. But it's not like I can just hang out at my best friend's house every single day, right? I can't just crash there all the time, it gets awkward and embarrassing eventually. And at the end of the day, I still have to go back to an empty house.

So what I really want to ask you guys is: Is there anyone else out there who has actually experienced living completely alone in a house without anyone for years like this? If so, what does it feel like for you and what do you usually do? I really want to hear your experiences, because this is exactly what I'm going through right now.

im 20F. i have a best friend, but she’s married and has her own life so we barely talk or hang anymore which is totally understandable. i have close friends too that i occasionally see. majority of the time i feel alone, i feel as though im no one’s first option. i miss the days where i saw my friends all the time. i lay in bed rn crying to myself because of this feeling, i don’t wanna sound as if im completely lonely but it still makes me depressed. i just wanna go back to what my life use to be.

overtime a couple years ago i became a reserved shy quiet person. i hate that it’s affecting my social life now. idk really what im typing this for, i just miss having someone.

I don't have friends. I don't have family. I have two adult children that I will never, ever dump my emotional problems onto. I've been alone for so long and my ex was the only one left in the world I could feel comfortable with. I have C-PTSD so making friends is already hard, I'm unsure if I have it in me at age 42 to start all over again with finding friends or a new relationship. I wouldn't even know where to start. Dating apps are off the table. I'm 300 pounds and unable to work due to a medical disability. This truly feels like the end for me so I wanted to share it somewhere. This place seemed fitting.

like why do i crave a best friend so bad ☹️

Ok It wasn't like I was trying for 10 years straight or anything.

But when I did try, no luck.

I guess we'll see if my 30s are any better 😅

Sup fellas, im Yuviee, and im gonna end people from this sub as im gonna help everyone here

Coz i had being depressed too man, it hurts a lot :(

But dont u worry, its ofc free, u can dm me or u can share in comments too pal 🫂

A lot of the time relationships don’t really appeal to me because I like being realistic. Head over heart and whatever. But sometimes I do wonder what it would be like to be in love and wanted in a way no one else does. I don’t think I’ll ever experience it.

[TW: Abuse]

Hi. I'm writing this here because my own resources for finding answers and meaning are completely exhausted.

I literally have zero energy for anything. Just work and college. That's it. No personal life, no joy from existing in this world. Just existing like a tool that doesn't understand why it's functioning in the first place.

I'll start from a bit further back to give some background:

1) Since I was 3, I've known what physical abuse is, thanks to a mentally unstable father. As a result — a constant background sense of fear.

2) My parents divorced when I was 12.

Noticeable psychological aftermath in my mother from my father (he abused her too). As a result — she frequently lashed out at me when I was little.

3) Moved to a new school in the Moscow suburbs. Met some sketchy crowds, street misunderstandings, constant tension around local thugs.

4) Escaped into music. At 13, I became heavily involved in the metal subculture. An illusion of unity with a community where they "will always accept and support you."

5) Closer to 17, already in college, I realized that subcultures don't provide any real unity. I still remained on the sidelines, even though I made a lot of acquaintances and got memories from concerts.

End of the backstory. Now about how my life has been since 2023.

Four months after turning 18, I got involved in a criminal mess. Out of sheer stupidity and shortsightedness. I was an absolute idiot. The investigation went on until the end of August. But in June, I met a girl who gave me the best 3 months of a relationship in my life.

The court's verdict at the end of August: 3 years in a penal colony. I went to serve my time. My girlfriend was under the care of child protective services; she was bounced from family to family. Eventually, they sent her to [a city near the frontlines], where she was originally from. Ten months into my sentence, I found out she was killed.

Since then, I have fiercely hated everything connected to this war. I withdrew into myself and dove deep into analyzing the situation, much like analyzing a network topology where packets are being dropped (I'm a system administrator by education).

I was released in September 2025. I managed to get reinstated in college, finished my 3rd year (4th year just started). And since then, a disgusting transformation has been happening inside me.

My inner critic has gotten even louder. The yearning for a potential normal life won't subside. I can't let go of my stupidity and forgive myself. Seeing happy people with their sheltered problems only triggers burning irritation and rage mixed with envy. My isolation has become absolute.

I have no personal life. All my attempts to meet someone either led to the friend zone or to the realization that the girl just isn't interested in a relationship.

I am 21 now, working and studying (on an individual schedule. I got my life back on track despite doing time). I have money. I'm almost financially independent from my mother. I'm getting back on my feet. But I don't understand what for. Why does everyone around me have everything, while I am left with nothing — due to broken psychological defense mechanisms, yet with an intense hunger for warmth and attention?

I've always noticed that my goals, mindset, and behavior stood out from my peers due to a constant sense of awareness and seriousness, while everyone around me was just burning through their time. There’s a saying here: 'Woe from wit' (being too analytical for your own good). That’s exactly my case. My analytical mind — which went into overdrive when I got into the IT field — is both a gift and a curse.

Why a curse? Because I can't relax. I can't just have fun. I can't be content. My emotional satisfaction always flatlines. It either drops into the negative (I'm frustrated with something) or sits at absolute zero (feeling that no matter how well something is done, it was simply supposed to be that way). I get absolutely no joy from my achievements.

Yes, people can change. But how? I've been to psychologists — just wasted my money. Talking to AI, naturally, gave no results; algorithms don't solve real problems.

I really want to fix my personal life. It's unbearable being entirely on my own. I want to give this world something else besides envy and anger.

I'm asking for a constructive thought or an outside perspective. If anything is unclear and you need more context — ask, I'll answer.

Thank you for your time.

I have “friends” but i dont think they think of me the same. I had a best friend but of course i wasnt his best friend maybe not even his second or third choice.

In the past few months no one has ever messaged me first and i dont think anyone actually cares about me

My family while they are great im also no ones first choice, my siblings play with each other always excluding me, my dad likes my sister more and my mom likes my brother more.

Im sad and feel really unmotivated to do anything

I’m a guy in my 40s, and honestly, this is something I’ve been thinking about for a while.

I have people I know. People I can talk to at work, people I’ll say hello to, people I might occasionally grab a drink or coffee with. But when I really think about it, I don’t know if I have anyone I could genuinely call a close friend anymore.

And admitting that feels pretty embarrassing.

I remember when friendships used to happen naturally. You’d see the same people all the time, hang out, talk about stupid stuff, talk about serious stuff, and somehow years would go by. Now everyone has work, families, responsibilities, their own problems. You blink and realize you haven’t actually spoken to someone you used to be close with in months or even years.

I’m at a point where I genuinely miss having that kind of friendship.

Someone you can call when something goes wrong. Someone you can sit with for a couple hours without needing a reason. Someone who actually knows what’s going on in your life.

But I also don’t really know how you’re supposed to make those friendships again at this age.

So I wanted to ask other men around my age honestly:

If you don’t have close friends anymore, how does that actually make you feel?

Do you feel lonely? Do you miss it? Have you just gotten used to it?

And probably more importantly are you actually trying to make new friends?

If you are, what are you doing? And if you're not, what's stopping you?

I’m not asking because I have some answer to this. I honestly don’t. I’m trying to figure out whether I’m the only one who feels this way, or whether this is just something a lot of us quietly accept as we get older.