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Hey guys!! It's early midnight, and antha mood ledhu and can't really sleep and can't even do my work. So, thought of throwing a post and want to talk to anyone.

Maybe you can say like how's life been lately?

And, another question how do you push yourself and work on your stuff when you are failing and you really can't?

Or anything that comes to your mind!

Helloo everyone! Especially dheyyallu thirige time lo lechi unna naa thoti nocturnal jaathi ki hiii!

Umm, just thought of sliding in and talk out! Call it midnight thoughts or Askin for advice idk. Whatever you feel.

It feels really lonely! And, life's like carrying a lot of wait mowa! Like, i feel completely broken !

Mentally depressed, lost best friends, pressures, burnout , deprived and couldn't enjoy or do anything, life's really unstable in many ways. Like, future feels clueless. Present feels carrying weight and really stuck and painful. I feel I need to fix myself.

I just want some life in my life, want Friends who does care ! Need someone to shoulder to cry and support that thing's will be fine! It's really hard alone! But, idk . Hobbies, habits nothing giving hope!

And, in my work I'm failing and I'm trying again and again and I'm turning hopeless and it's all painful to restart every single time from scratch zero!

I just can't sleep and just have none to share with! Can't really find what to do! Though I'm an introvert i still need some social life!

And, besides actually thanks for you ppl here

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Hey everyone.

I'm back again, and it's almost 3 AM. I just can't sleep, so I thought I'd come here and talk for a while.

Yesterday was a holiday, and even though I tried to do different things, nothing really clicked. I have plenty of free time, but I still don't know what I actually want to do. One thing I keep saying—almost like a manifestation—is that I just want to "live life". That's all.

Anyway, leaving that aside...

This Sunday, I genuinely don't know what to do. I've watched movies from pretty much every industry—Malayalam, Bollywood, Hollywood, Telugu—you name it. I've watched series too, but I don't feel like binging anymore. It almost feels like binge-watching or endlessly listening to music has become a way of escaping reality, and I don't like that.

I'm trying to move on from a few things. Some of you might have seen my previous post about my friendship breakup. It's a different story, but the point is, I don't want to stay completely free or idle anymore because that's when my thoughts start taking over.

I just want to do 'something'.

The problem is, there isn't much happening around where I live. No events, no places that make me think, "Yeah, let's go there." So I'm kind of stuck.

Games? Done.

Phone? Done.

Movies and series? Done.

People usually suggest finding a hobby or learning something new, and I'm open to that. I honestly don't have any hobbies right now, and maybe this is the right time to discover one. But I don't even know where to start.

Right now, I just feel... empty. Maybe a little depressed. I just want to have some fun or do something meaningful instead of sitting with my own thoughts all night.

The problem isn't the boredom. It's my mind. When I have too much free time, I start overthinking, and it slowly drives me crazy.

The whole week is just work, work, work, and then Sunday comes. I don't expect the entire day to be amazing, but at least half of it... I'd like to actually enjoy it instead of wondering what to do.

So I'm open to suggestions.

What do you guys usually do on weekends when you're feeling like this? It doesn't have to be anything big—just random ideas, experiences, or even your own midnight thoughts.

Let's talk.

Hi everyone! 👋🏻

This is kind of my second post around here.

Actually, in my previous post, someone (I don't exactly remember the username, it was something like III_Independent296... something) left a reply that genuinely hit me hard. He said that whenever I feel low, empty, or just want to talk to someone, I should throw a post here because people here have got my back.

That stayed with me.

So here I am.

It's around 3 a.m. right now, and I still can't sleep. My head is just full of thoughts, and I wanted to pour them out somewhere.

I have one genuine question.

How do people actually meet genuine people?

I keep seeing posts where people say they met someone through Reddit, slowly became friends, met outside, and now they're really close. How does that even happen? How do you start? How do you find people you genuinely connect with?

Because honestly, it's becoming really hard.

For context, I'm an introvert. But despite that, I'm genuinely trying. I'm pushing myself out of my comfort zone, trying to talk to people, trying to meet new people, trying to socialize.

If you've seen my previous post, you'll know I recently lost someone who was really close to me. I'm still processing all of that. That's a separate personal issue, but maybe it made me realize something.

Life has started feeling... empty.

Not because there aren't things to do. Everyone has work. Everyone has responsibilities. Everyone has their own struggles.

I get that.

But at the end of the day, don't we all need that one space where we can just forget everything for a while? Somewhere we can laugh, talk, be ourselves, make memories, and actually feel alive.

I don't have that.

Lately, life feels like one endless rat race. Just chasing one thing after another without ever stopping to actually live.

And that's what scares me.

Life is fucking short.

I don't want to spend my twenties just surviving.

I want to "explore life"

I really want to emphasize those words.

I want to explore life.

I want to meet new people, hear different stories, build genuine friendships, create memories, go out, have random conversations, experience new things, and just... live.

Not because I'm desperate.

Not because I need someone to fix me.

But because I genuinely believe this is my prime time, and I don't want to waste it sitting alone, battling one thing after another.

I don't have many close friends. The people around me... I just don't feel that connection. The vibe, the wavelength, the energy—it's just missing. Most interactions feel competitive, toxic, or purely transactional.

Maybe I'm looking in the wrong places.

Maybe I don't know how to find the right people.

That's exactly why I'm asking.

How do you actually meet genuine people?

Offline? Online? Through hobbies? Communities? Events?

How do these friendships even begin?

I've tried distracting myself with games and other things, but honestly, distractions only work for a little while. They don't replace human connection.

I don't want to keep living mechanically.

I want to feel alive.

I want to make moments.

I want to make memories.

I want to have stories I'll remember years later.

I know there are probably a hundred reasons behind why I feel this way, but I don't think I can put all of that into words. Some feelings just don't translate into text.

So I'll leave it at this.

If anyone has gone through something similar or has any advice, I'd genuinely love to hear it.

I just don't want to waste my twenties.

I want to explore life.

Thank you for reading this late-night. And once again, thank you to the person who replied to my previous post. Your words genuinely stayed with me.

Hopefully, things change.

Because I really don't want my twenties to pass by without making memories, meeting good people, and actually living.

Is this relatable to anyone else?

Hi everyone.

I'm actually new here, and I recently came across people sharing their situations and asking for advice. I saw some really thoughtful responses, so I wanted to ask for some help too.

First, some context.

I'm an introvert, and I've never really had strong, long-term friendships. Most of my life I've either been around toxic people or people I simply couldn't connect with. I always wished I had just one close friend—someone I could talk to about anything, someone with whom I could simply be myself.

Around two years ago, I met a girl who eventually became that person.

We naturally got along. We used to talk almost every day about everything and nothing. We'd listen to each other, share random thoughts, discuss problems, suggest things, and slowly became incredibly close. She even introduced me to her own close friends. More than anything, I developed a space with her that I'd never had with anyone else before. For the first time in my life, I felt like I had someone with whom I didn't have to pretend.

I never really opened up much about myself. I was usually the one who listened more than I spoke. But even then, she became the one person I wanted to talk to whenever life became difficult.

Looking back, I think I became too emotionally invested in that friendship. I was almost completely selfless when it came to her. I never really valued myself or prioritized my own emotional well-being. I gave that friendship everything I had because it was the only place where I genuinely felt comfortable.

Around February, things started changing.

She went on vacation, later joined some clubs, made new friends, and naturally became busier. We still saw each other around people, but what disappeared were our one-on-one conversations. We could exchange a few words in a group, but we never really got the chance to sit and talk the way we always used to.

I kept telling myself she was just busy.

Every time I wanted to talk, I'd reason with myself instead of getting upset. I'd tell myself she had her own life, responsibilities, and people to spend time with. I genuinely tried to understand her perspective.

The problem was that, during the exact same period, my own life was falling apart.

I was dealing with stress, responsibilities, financial issues, career pressure, and a really bad mental state. Ironically, that was exactly when I needed someone to talk to the most. I didn't expect her to solve my problems. I just wanted my friend back for one meaningful conversation.

Instead, our conversations slowly disappeared. Our chats became limited to small things like asking about food or sleep instead of the long conversations we once had.

And, then in April as time passed 

I had been waiting for another chance to talk, as I usually did, when she suddenly became irritated. She told me not to message her or talk to her anymore and to just let things stay the way they were (in chat). When I asked whether she was serious, she told me to take some time and process it because she didn't know what to say.

I was completely blindsided.

The confusing part is that she never really explained what she meant. Even today, I don't know whether she meant ending the friendship, ending whatever issue we were having, or simply wanting space. We never had that conversation. There was no proper closure.

She later said she'd run out of patience and couldn't deal with me because I always seemed depressed or low.

Maybe she's right.

Honestly, I don't know.

I don't think she's a bad person, and I don't even know if she did anything wrong. If someone is constantly around a person who's struggling mentally, I can understand how emotionally exhausting that can become. She also has her own life, her own friends.

But what hurts is that I never understood what actually changed.

At one point she even apologized, but we got interrupted before we could continue the conversation, and it never happened again. She never explained why things became this way.

Now we still see each other almost every day because we're in the same university.

Honestly, I think that's one of the hardest parts.

If she had moved somewhere else, maybe I could have slowly healed. Instead, every day I have to go to the same place, see her again, see her with people I also know, and be reminded of everything we once had.

I know she has every right to make new friends.

I don't resent her for that.

But emotionally, it's difficult not to feel replaced sometimes.

What makes it even harder is that she wasn't just my closest friend.

She was the only person with whom I ever felt like I could completely be myself.

I'm tired of pretending I'm okay all the time. Around my family, I feel like I have to act like everything is fine. Around most people, I filter myself. With her, I never felt that way. That was the only space where I felt understood without having to perform or fake being okay.

Losing that space has left a huge void in me.

I've genuinely been trying to move on.

I've thrown myself into studies, career preparation, work, music, distractions—anything that might help. I'm trying to meet people and build new connections, but I rarely find people I truly connect with. Many people around me feel competitive or toxic because of academics and career comparisons, and I simply don't feel like I belong with them.

No matter how busy I keep myself, the memories come back.

Songs remind me of her.

Places remind me of her.

Even dreams remind me of her.

It's been months, and I still can't seem to move on.

Sometimes I wonder if my loneliness made me attach too deeply. Maybe I became emotionally dependent without realizing it. Maybe I expected too much from one friendship.

I honestly don't know.

I don't know if I'm being too dramatic.

I don't know if she's completely right from her perspective.

I don't know whether my own mental state made this harder than it should have been.

All I know is that I feel like I lost the only place where I could truly be myself, and I don't know how to move on from that.

I'm financially exhausted, mentally exhausted, emotionally exhausted, and this happened on top of everything else I was already dealing with.

I'm really trying.

Every single day, I'm trying.

But I still feel stuck.

So I just want to ask...

Am I seeing this situation clearly, or has my loneliness made me too emotionally attached?

Was I wrong for becoming this dependent on one friendship?

And, i wonder what was her thinking? And most importantly...

How do you genuinely move on after losing the only person who ever made you feel like you had a place where you could simply be yourself?

I'd really appreciate any honest advice.