u/Acceptable_Glass5287

Hey there! I’m looking for platonic friendship and conversation from someone who understands what it feels like to quietly carry loneliness around while still functioning like a normal person.

You know… the kind of man who has a career, responsibilities, and from the outside everything looks completely fine. But underneath it all, there’s exhaustion. There's emotional emptiness that nobody else really sees.

I’m not looking to disrupt anyone’s life (or mine). I think I’m looking for softness and a safe place more than anything else.

I tend to connect best with thoughtful men who seem strong on the outside but secretly carry tenderness, loneliness, nostalgia, regret… all the quiet human things.

Maybe this is a strange thing to look for on Reddit, but I can’t be the only person who feels this way...

And if you've made it this far, a bit more about me: I enjoy playing location-based games, I used to love distance running when I was younger, I love nature and being outside, and I’m the kind of person who takes random pictures throughout my day just because something felt beautiful or strangely meaningful for a second.

Send me a message if you are looking for the kind of friendship where both people quietly become part of each other’s day... not just occasional back-and-forth messaging whenever someone is bored. I'm interested in slowly building a friendship with trust and familiarity over time.

Bonus points if you’re the type to send random pictures from your day too. :)

Hope to hear from you soon!

If only life was like a movie. I'd wake up tomorrow morning after a very bad dream, but I'd be back in my bed, and back in your arms. I would wake up and be back to a time where the future seemed limitless, and back to a time where I could only ever imagine that future with you. You came into my life when I needed you the most. I took a gamble, and for a while, I couldn't believe my luck. I was the luckiest girl in the world. You gave my dull, gray world vibrant color. For the first time in my life I had something to live for, and that something was you. I treasured you, cherished you, lived for you. I needed you. Loved you. You gave me strength when I had none. You gave my life purpose. You knew all that too. I don't know what changed, but when you left, everything good about life left with you too. All of it. Since then I've been "living" a life on auto pilot, mostly mixed with sadness, regret, and the constant wish that I will wake up tomorrow in your arms, and this will all be just a bad dream.