Bonjour,
Je viens d'avoir ans, je dispose d'un peu plus de ****€. Dont la moitié est sur un pea investit en full msci word.
Je peux placer environ ***€ par mois.
J'aimerais avoir un temps partiel d'ici mes ** ans, j'estime que j'ai besoin d'un minimum de ****€ par mois pour vivre. Est-ce réalisable dans ce délai ?
I’m 32 and it’s been 11 years since I suddenly found myself without friends overnight following some unfortunate events. Sure, I have a girlfriend, but I still feel lonely and unhappy. I’m usually okay, but as my birthday approaches, I get the blues. I’m well-liked at work and chat with plenty of people. But that’s as far as it goes. I’ve tried suggesting going out, but people just aren’t interested. I feel worthless, like I’m wasting my time—it’s a horrible feeling. In short, you eventually get used to not having friends, but when memories surface, reality hits you hard in the face. And you just can’t hold back the tears.
I thought I had good friends, but that wasn't the case. I was dumped like a piece of trash the day I was really struggling after a breakup—even though I’d always been there for them.
One guy in the group, who clearly didn't like me, turned everyone against me; he took advantage of my moment of weakness to badmouth me behind my back. And everyone went along with it, including a childhood bestfriend I’d known since middle school. Even before the breakup, I already felt lonely because those friends never suggested going out or made any effort to see me. But the truth is, they weren't really friends. When I told one of them I was having suic**al thoughts, he just replied, "Well, go *** yourself." Anyway, at 21, it’s a shock when you’re coming out of a painful breakup and your "buddies" turn their backs on you for good.
I also experienced other, less severe betrayals—like when a girl I was dating after my breakup admitted she’d kissed another guy while we were seeing each other regularly. Then I met someone else; she was really great, but I felt like I was being increasingly shut out of my friend group, and I worried that—given her studies—I wouldn't be on her level. So, like an idiot, I sabotaged the relationship and found someone else whose academic background matched mine. But that didn't last. I used to be confident, but the fact that my friends were starting to abandon me, combined with other setbacks, really made me doubt myself and led me to ruin a budding relationship. I felt like I wasn't good enough for her anymore, and I thought the relationship wouldn't go anywhere. I still blame myself; I try to reassure myself by telling myself that I didn't have the tools to face all of that with composure.
Losing your entire social circle overnight comes as a shock—something that’s still pretty hard to process. For a while, I was literally feeling physical heart pain on a regular, daily basis. I had a blood test recently that showed I’m at risk for cardiovascular issues. Is there a connection? I have no idea, but it feels good to talk about it.
J'ai 32 ans, et ça fait 11 ans que je me suis retrouvé sans amis du jour au lendemain à la suite d'événements malheureux. Bon j'ai une copine, mais je me sens tout de même seul et malheureux.
D'habitude ça va, mais à l'approche de mon anniversaire j'ai le spleen. Je suis plutôt apprécié au travail, je discute avec beaucoup de monde. Mais voilà, ça s'arrête là. J'ai déjà essayé de proposer des sorties, mais les gens ne sont pas intéressés.
J'ai le sentiment d'être sans valeur, de gâcher mon temps, c'est horrible comme sensation.
Bref, on finit par s'habituer au fait de ne plus avoir d'amis, mais lorsque des souvenirs éclatent la réalité nous tabasse en pleine face. Et l'on ne peut alors pas retenir ses larmes.