u/BuddyLong3069

just looking for any way to cope with my lonliness. Living on my own for the first time ever, had to burn a lot of bridges this past year. does anyone have like? unconventional tips for coping with painful emotions? I’m moving in 2 months so I try to hype myself up for that. I’m talking abt some crazy things… like, one I found for myself is horror movies rlly help me regulate m anxiety.

also if anyone is also a girl and also around the age of 20 I genuinely will talk to strangers at this point. I like Pokemon and Fear + Hunger and South Park and Fortnite and Roblox. I draw as a hobby and I like folk and rock music. If you like any of these things as well maybe we can kick it on call <:’)

hii, the wound isn’t insanely fresh or anything but I still think abt my breakup that happened back in July every day. I’ve gotten very good at feeling bad about it, and I’ve never reached out once. I wonder what others may tell themselves to help them cope with the harder feelings. What lingers for me is this general world ending feeling that I’ll never feel that happy again because I haven’t yet. Or simply the uncertainty that my ex very well could hate my guts and probably does. Both being hard to swallow.

Some things I’ve gotten used to telling myself personally have been, ‘nobody knows the future anymore than anyone else because it hasn’t happened yet’ and ‘I’m only twenty this a transitional period of my life nearly everyone experiences this’. Just attempts at making it feel like less of a big deal, but sometimes it really, really still feels like a big deal. Thank you for any perspective!

hii, the wound isn’t insanely fresh or anything but I still think abt my breakup that happened back in July every day. I’ve gotten very good at feeling bad about it, and I’ve never reached out once. I wonder what others may tell themselves to help them cope with the harder feelings. What lingers for me is this general world ending feeling that I’ll never feel that happy again because I haven’t yet. Or simply the uncertainty that my ex very well could hate my guts and probably does. Both being hard to swallow.

Some things I’ve gotten used to telling myself personally have been, ‘nobody knows the future anymore than anyone else because it hasn’t happened yet’ and ‘I’m only twenty this a transitional period of my life nearly everyone experiences this’. Just attempts at making it feel like less of a big deal, but sometimes it really, really still feels like a big deal. Thank you for any perspective! This is a #hopecore post

20, woman. living on my ’own’ for the first time. although I say that, I do have two roommates. we moved when we were friends, but have drifted further and further over the past year. They don’t work, I do. our schedules don’t align and we began to fight over apartment cleanliness/chores related issues. they continuously would reopen the Extremely fresh, painful wound of my ex (who is their friend as well) around me by accident. i began to isolate to avoid the pain, and now I don’t even feel like I can hold a conversation with them. they are still just as close with eachother, it’s just minus me.

it bubbled over worst of all when I told them i wouldn’t be renewing my lease. they accused me of being cruel, since (to them) my only reasoning for wanting to live elsewhere was bc theyre too disabled to do some of the necessary tasks around the house. therefore I was being unfair. it’s a whole nother thing, I’m not getting into that, but it triggered some highschool level drama within this childhood friend group I’d chosen to remove myself from months ago. now I had rumors flying around I didn’t even know were being told bc I don’t use social medias anymore… it was a whole mess. people were going as far as to call me emotionally abusive for how I handled the topic of moving out. I lost a lot of friends. I have no interest in defending myself tho.

i guess it’s melodramatic to say im completely alone, bc im still in touch with some people who care for me very deeply and text me daily. same with my family. but text is different, in person I’m completely alone. I don’t have people to kick back with, i don’t have people to make plans with, all i do is work and come home. work and come home. 40 hours a week. just to pay rent and do nothing. I’m exhausted

on weekends (my days off) I leave the apartment and wander the city aimlessly looking for something to distract me from my depression. those are my favorite days but I always come back and lay in quiet when it’s all over. i genuinely don’t know how to solve this

i think I have a decent head on my shoulders but I also think I’m completely socially inept. I’ve just always struggled with making friends, my whole life long. i feel so distant from everyone. even if I do hold a decent conversation. I hate it, I just want friends who really really care about me. I want friends to care for too. Ones I can hug