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From the beginning, this guy I really like has mostly talked to me sexually. He never asks much about me or seems interested in getting to know me as a person. Recently, he told me, “Either you strip and spread those legs wide for me or go away.” I left, but I still like him.

I’m starting to think he doesn’t actually like me and only sees me sexually. Is there anything I can do to make him genuinely like me and become interested in me as a person, or am I holding on to something that just isn’t there?

This is going to be a long post, so bear with me.

I'm in my late 20s, and I just wanted to share something that's been on my mind for years. This isn't really about asking for advice. I just want to tell my story because I've never really understood why so many friendships in my life ended the way they did.

I'm a girl, and I've noticed that I've never really had a genuine female friend. I always wanted one, but it just never happened.

I'm not rich, I'm not very attractive, I'm overweight, I look more like a tomboy, and I'm a very simple person. Because of that, I've always felt like I never fit the beauty standards or social standards that a lot of girls seem to care about.

Whenever I made female friends, they were usually much prettier and much richer than me. I never looked for rich or pretty girls on purpose. It just happened because of the environment I was in. I actually thought having successful or wealthy friends was a good thing because you could learn from them and get inspired.

But almost every female friendship I had ended badly.

During my master's, those two years were honestly miserable.

Every girl already had her own group of girlfriends. Every guy had his own group too. I was the only one who was always left alone.

I studied at a university where many students came from wealthy families. During projects, people didn't even want to include me. I remember having to beg people to let me join their group because nobody wanted me.

I never had anyone to have lunch with. I never had anyone to hang out with.

It wasn't because I was rude, antisocial, or had any medical condition. I'm not autistic. I'm not mentally ill. I'm not physically ill. I'm actually quite friendly, talkative, outgoing, and I never show attitude to people unless someone behaves in a creepy or disrespectful way.

That's why I never understood why I was treated like I didn't belong.

Some girls would literally avoid me. I remember feeling disrespected almost every day. The few girls I did become close to eventually started verbally bullying me and becoming mean towards me.

I always wondered what I had done wrong because I genuinely don't remember treating anyone badly.

Maybe they were prettier than me. Maybe they were richer than me. I honestly don't know.

The guys in university weren't much better either. I'm not saying every single person was bad, but a lot of people cared more about money, status, partying, drinking, and appearances than genuine friendships.

Around the same time, I was also in a long-distance relationship that lasted about two to three years.

In the end, he left me for another girl.

She was prettier than me, richer than me, academically better, and had a better career.

During our relationship I even tried to move to his city by finding a job there, but I couldn't. I only managed to get a job in my own city. Later, she moved to his city for her studies, and they ended up together.

While he and I were together, he was already talking to her. She didn't know he and I were in a relationship, so I don't blame her for that part. But after everything came out, I confronted her because we had known each other for quite some time.

In the end, she also chose him and stopped talking to me.

The thing that hurt me the most was seeing the difference in how he treated us.

During the years I was with him, I never even got flowers.

After they got together, she received flowers, Instagram stories, attention, and everything I wished I had received.

I gave that relationship everything I had, and in the end I felt like I got nothing.

Around that time I became friends with another girl.

At first we weren't very close, but after my breakup we slowly became best friends.

She was also very pretty and came from a wealthy family, but I genuinely thought she was different from everyone else.

We talked every day, shared everything, went to cafés together, spent time together, and naturally started calling each other best friends.

She was honestly the only close friend I had left.

By then my childhood friends had already drifted away. Most of them had gone abroad, built successful careers, had relationships, and moved on with their lives.

My university friendships were basically over.

My relationship was over.

So this friendship meant a lot to me.

She attended a different church.

Everyone at that church knew who I was as a person, and nobody there treated me badly.

But she always acted like I was just an acquaintance whenever we were around people from her church.

Privately I was her best friend.

Publicly I was just someone she knew.

This continued for almost three years.

We spent so much time together, but she never let people know how close we actually were.

Another thing that always hurt me was social media.

We went to cafés, restaurants, different places, and spent so much time together.

She never posted me.

She posted her other friends, both girls and guys, but never me.

I even asked her why.

I told her, "I'm not your ugly boyfriend. I'm just your friend. Why are you hiding me?"

She always gave excuses like she didn't want people to know too much because of the evil eye or because she wanted to protect the friendship.

Those explanations never really made sense to me.

At the beginning of our friendship I also noticed that I was paying for almost everything.

Whenever we went somewhere, I was usually the one paying.

I didn't mind at first because I thought that's what friends do. One person pays one time, the other person pays the next time.

But after a while I started feeling like I was being used.

Eventually I confronted her.

After that she did start spending money too, and I appreciated that, but if I honestly think about it, I still spent much more than she ever did.

Sometimes I also felt like she mainly wanted me around because I would take pictures of her.

She would happily post those pictures of herself, but never a single picture of us together.

That hurt more than I can explain because it made me feel like she was embarrassed of me.

There were also times when she would introduce me to people like I was just some random acquaintance instead of someone she called her best friend.

Nobody from her church would have guessed how close we actually were.

Eventually we had an argument.

She completely stopped talking to me.

I called her.

I texted her.

I tried to fix the friendship because I didn't want to lose the only friend I had.

She ignored me for four months.

Not one call.

Not one message.

After four months I went to her church.

She hugged me, we talked again, and somehow we became friends again.

I forgave everything because I genuinely cared about the friendship.

But nothing really changed.

The same problems came back.

I finally confronted her properly about hiding me, never posting me, and treating me differently from her other friends.

I told her that just because she was prettier or more popular didn't mean I deserved to be treated like I didn't matter.

Eventually I got tired.

I walked away.

This time I blocked her everywhere.

Since then she has never called me.

She has never texted me.

She has never tried to fix the friendship.

Yesterday was her birthday, and for the first time I didn't wish her.

Now when I look back, I see the same pattern everywhere.

My childhood friends drifted away.

My university friendships never really existed.

My relationship ended with betrayal.

The one best friend I thought I had also disappeared.

The only interesting thing is that I've actually had much better friendships with guys.

Most guy friends treated me like one of the boys.

Because I'm not considered very attractive, they never tried to flirt with me. They simply treated me like a friend, and honestly I never had a problem with that.

With girls, though, my experience has been completely different.

Today I don't have a single close friend.

Most of the time I keep thinking maybe the problem is me.

Maybe I'm not pretty enough.

Maybe I'm not rich enough.

Maybe I'm not stylish enough.

Maybe I'm just not likeable enough.

After everything that's happened, I've reached a point where I don't just question whether I'm worthy of love.

Sometimes I question whether I'm even worthy of friendship.

That's the part I've never been able to understand.

This is going to be a long post, so bear with me.

I'm in my late 20s, and I just wanted to share something that's been on my mind for years. This isn't really about asking for advice. I just want to tell my story because I've never really understood why so many friendships in my life ended the way they did.

I'm a girl, and I've noticed that I've never really had a genuine female friend. I always wanted one, but it just never happened.

I'm not rich, I'm not very attractive, I'm overweight, I look more like a tomboy, and I'm a very simple person. Because of that, I've always felt like I never fit the beauty standards or social standards that a lot of girls seem to care about.

Whenever I made female friends, they were usually much prettier and much richer than me. I never looked for rich or pretty girls on purpose. It just happened because of the environment I was in. I actually thought having successful or wealthy friends was a good thing because you could learn from them and get inspired.

But almost every female friendship I had ended badly.

During my master's, those two years were honestly miserable.

Every girl already had her own group of girlfriends. Every guy had his own group too. I was the only one who was always left alone.

I studied at a university where many students came from wealthy families. During projects, people didn't even want to include me. I remember having to beg people to let me join their group because nobody wanted me.

I never had anyone to have lunch with. I never had anyone to hang out with.

It wasn't because I was rude, antisocial, or had any medical condition. I'm not autistic. I'm not mentally ill. I'm not physically ill. I'm actually quite friendly, talkative, outgoing, and I never show attitude to people unless someone behaves in a creepy or disrespectful way.

That's why I never understood why I was treated like I didn't belong.

Some girls would literally avoid me. I remember feeling disrespected almost every day. The few girls I did become close to eventually started verbally bullying me and becoming mean towards me.

I always wondered what I had done wrong because I genuinely don't remember treating anyone badly.

Maybe they were prettier than me. Maybe they were richer than me. I honestly don't know.

The guys in university weren't much better either. I'm not saying every single person was bad, but a lot of people cared more about money, status, partying, drinking, and appearances than genuine friendships.

Around the same time, I was also in a long-distance relationship that lasted about two to three years.

In the end, he left me for another girl.

She was prettier than me, richer than me, academically better, and had a better career.

During our relationship I even tried to move to his city by finding a job there, but I couldn't. I only managed to get a job in my own city. Later, she moved to his city for her studies, and they ended up together.

While he and I were together, he was already talking to her. She didn't know he and I were in a relationship, so I don't blame her for that part. But after everything came out, I confronted her because we had known each other for quite some time.

In the end, she also chose him and stopped talking to me.

The thing that hurt me the most was seeing the difference in how he treated us.

During the years I was with him, I never even got flowers.

After they got together, she received flowers, Instagram stories, attention, and everything I wished I had received.

I gave that relationship everything I had, and in the end I felt like I got nothing.

Around that time I became friends with another girl.

At first we weren't very close, but after my breakup we slowly became best friends.

She was also very pretty and came from a wealthy family, but I genuinely thought she was different from everyone else.

We talked every day, shared everything, went to cafés together, spent time together, and naturally started calling each other best friends.

She was honestly the only close friend I had left.

By then my childhood friends had already drifted away. Most of them had gone abroad, built successful careers, had relationships, and moved on with their lives.

My university friendships were basically over.

My relationship was over.

So this friendship meant a lot to me.

She attended a different church.

Everyone at that church knew who I was as a person, and nobody there treated me badly.

But she always acted like I was just an acquaintance whenever we were around people from her church.

Privately I was her best friend.

Publicly I was just someone she knew.

This continued for almost three years.

We spent so much time together, but she never let people know how close we actually were.

Another thing that always hurt me was social media.

We went to cafés, restaurants, different places, and spent so much time together.

She never posted me.

She posted her other friends, both girls and guys, but never me.

I even asked her why.

I told her, "I'm not your ugly boyfriend. I'm just your friend. Why are you hiding me?"

She always gave excuses like she didn't want people to know too much because of the evil eye or because she wanted to protect the friendship.

Those explanations never really made sense to me.

At the beginning of our friendship I also noticed that I was paying for almost everything.

Whenever we went somewhere, I was usually the one paying.

I didn't mind at first because I thought that's what friends do. One person pays one time, the other person pays the next time.

But after a while I started feeling like I was being used.

Eventually I confronted her.

After that she did start spending money too, and I appreciated that, but if I honestly think about it, I still spent much more than she ever did.

Sometimes I also felt like she mainly wanted me around because I would take pictures of her.

She would happily post those pictures of herself, but never a single picture of us together.

That hurt more than I can explain because it made me feel like she was embarrassed of me.

There were also times when she would introduce me to people like I was just some random acquaintance instead of someone she called her best friend.

Nobody from her church would have guessed how close we actually were.

Eventually we had an argument.

She completely stopped talking to me.

I called her.

I texted her.

I tried to fix the friendship because I didn't want to lose the only friend I had.

She ignored me for four months.

Not one call.

Not one message.

After four months I went to her church.

She hugged me, we talked again, and somehow we became friends again.

I forgave everything because I genuinely cared about the friendship.

But nothing really changed.

The same problems came back.

I finally confronted her properly about hiding me, never posting me, and treating me differently from her other friends.

I told her that just because she was prettier or more popular didn't mean I deserved to be treated like I didn't matter.

Eventually I got tired.

I walked away.

This time I blocked her everywhere.

Since then she has never called me.

She has never texted me.

She has never tried to fix the friendship.

Yesterday was her birthday, and for the first time I didn't wish her.

Now when I look back, I see the same pattern everywhere.

My childhood friends drifted away.

My university friendships never really existed.

My relationship ended with betrayal.

The one best friend I thought I had also disappeared.

The only interesting thing is that I've actually had much better friendships with guys.

Most guy friends treated me like one of the boys.

Because I'm not considered very attractive, they never tried to flirt with me. They simply treated me like a friend, and honestly I never had a problem with that.

With girls, though, my experience has been completely different.

Today I don't have a single close friend.

Most of the time I keep thinking maybe the problem is me.

Maybe I'm not pretty enough.

Maybe I'm not rich enough.

Maybe I'm not stylish enough.

Maybe I'm just not likeable enough.

After everything that's happened, I've reached a point where I don't just question whether I'm worthy of love.

Sometimes I question whether I'm even worthy of friendship.

That's the part I've never been able to understand.

This is going to be a long post, so bear with me.

I'm in my late 20s, and I just wanted to share something that's been on my mind for years. This isn't really about asking for advice. I just want to tell my story because I've never really understood why so many friendships in my life ended the way they did.

I'm a girl, and I've noticed that I've never really had a genuine female friend. I always wanted one, but it just never happened.

I'm not rich, I'm not very attractive, I'm overweight, I look more like a tomboy, and I'm a very simple person. Because of that, I've always felt like I never fit the beauty standards or social standards that a lot of girls seem to care about.

Whenever I made female friends, they were usually much prettier and much richer than me. I never looked for rich or pretty girls on purpose. It just happened because of the environment I was in. I actually thought having successful or wealthy friends was a good thing because you could learn from them and get inspired.

But almost every female friendship I had ended badly.

During my master's, those two years were honestly miserable.

Every girl already had her own group of girlfriends. Every guy had his own group too. I was the only one who was always left alone.

I studied at a university where many students came from wealthy families. During projects, people didn't even want to include me. I remember having to beg people to let me join their group because nobody wanted me.

I never had anyone to have lunch with. I never had anyone to hang out with.

It wasn't because I was rude, antisocial, or had any medical condition. I'm not autistic. I'm not mentally ill. I'm not physically ill. I'm actually quite friendly, talkative, outgoing, and I never show attitude to people unless someone behaves in a creepy or disrespectful way.

That's why I never understood why I was treated like I didn't belong.

Some girls would literally avoid me. I remember feeling disrespected almost every day. The few girls I did become close to eventually started verbally bullying me and becoming mean towards me.

I always wondered what I had done wrong because I genuinely don't remember treating anyone badly.

Maybe they were prettier than me. Maybe they were richer than me. I honestly don't know.

The guys in university weren't much better either. I'm not saying every single person was bad, but a lot of people cared more about money, status, partying, drinking, and appearances than genuine friendships.

Around the same time, I was also in a long-distance relationship that lasted about two to three years.

In the end, he left me for another girl.

She was prettier than me, richer than me, academically better, and had a better career.

During our relationship I even tried to move to his city by finding a job there, but I couldn't. I only managed to get a job in my own city. Later, she moved to his city for her studies, and they ended up together.

While he and I were together, he was already talking to her. She didn't know he and I were in a relationship, so I don't blame her for that part. But after everything came out, I confronted her because we had known each other for quite some time.

In the end, she also chose him and stopped talking to me.

The thing that hurt me the most was seeing the difference in how he treated us.

During the years I was with him, I never even got flowers.

After they got together, she received flowers, Instagram stories, attention, and everything I wished I had received.

I gave that relationship everything I had, and in the end I felt like I got nothing.

Around that time I became friends with another girl.

At first we weren't very close, but after my breakup we slowly became best friends.

She was also very pretty and came from a wealthy family, but I genuinely thought she was different from everyone else.

We talked every day, shared everything, went to cafés together, spent time together, and naturally started calling each other best friends.

She was honestly the only close friend I had left.

By then my childhood friends had already drifted away. Most of them had gone abroad, built successful careers, had relationships, and moved on with their lives.

My university friendships were basically over.

My relationship was over.

So this friendship meant a lot to me.

She attended a different church.

Everyone at that church knew who I was as a person, and nobody there treated me badly.

But she always acted like I was just an acquaintance whenever we were around people from her church.

Privately I was her best friend.

Publicly I was just someone she knew.

This continued for almost three years.

We spent so much time together, but she never let people know how close we actually were.

Another thing that always hurt me was social media.

We went to cafés, restaurants, different places, and spent so much time together.

She never posted me.

She posted her other friends, both girls and guys, but never me.

I even asked her why.

I told her, "I'm not your ugly boyfriend. I'm just your friend. Why are you hiding me?"

She always gave excuses like she didn't want people to know too much because of the evil eye or because she wanted to protect the friendship.

Those explanations never really made sense to me.

At the beginning of our friendship I also noticed that I was paying for almost everything.

Whenever we went somewhere, I was usually the one paying.

I didn't mind at first because I thought that's what friends do. One person pays one time, the other person pays the next time.

But after a while I started feeling like I was being used.

Eventually I confronted her.

After that she did start spending money too, and I appreciated that, but if I honestly think about it, I still spent much more than she ever did.

Sometimes I also felt like she mainly wanted me around because I would take pictures of her.

She would happily post those pictures of herself, but never a single picture of us together.

That hurt more than I can explain because it made me feel like she was embarrassed of me.

There were also times when she would introduce me to people like I was just some random acquaintance instead of someone she called her best friend.

Nobody from her church would have guessed how close we actually were.

Eventually we had an argument.

She completely stopped talking to me.

I called her.

I texted her.

I tried to fix the friendship because I didn't want to lose the only friend I had.

She ignored me for four months.

Not one call.

Not one message.

After four months I went to her church.

She hugged me, we talked again, and somehow we became friends again.

I forgave everything because I genuinely cared about the friendship.

But nothing really changed.

The same problems came back.

I finally confronted her properly about hiding me, never posting me, and treating me differently from her other friends.

I told her that just because she was prettier or more popular didn't mean I deserved to be treated like I didn't matter.

Eventually I got tired.

I walked away.

This time I blocked her everywhere.

Since then she has never called me.

She has never texted me.

She has never tried to fix the friendship.

Yesterday was her birthday, and for the first time I didn't wish her.

Now when I look back, I see the same pattern everywhere.

My childhood friends drifted away.

My university friendships never really existed.

My relationship ended with betrayal.

The one best friend I thought I had also disappeared.

The only interesting thing is that I've actually had much better friendships with guys.

Most guy friends treated me like one of the boys.

Because I'm not considered very attractive, they never tried to flirt with me. They simply treated me like a friend, and honestly I never had a problem with that.

With girls, though, my experience has been completely different.

Today I don't have a single close friend.

Most of the time I keep thinking maybe the problem is me.

Maybe I'm not pretty enough.

Maybe I'm not rich enough.

Maybe I'm not stylish enough.

Maybe I'm just not likeable enough.

After everything that's happened, I've reached a point where I don't just question whether I'm worthy of love.

Sometimes I question whether I'm even worthy of friendship.

That's the part I've never been able to understand.

This is going to be a long post, so bear with me.

I'm in my late 20s, and I just wanted to share something that's been on my mind for years. This isn't really about asking for advice. I just want to tell my story because I've never really understood why so many friendships in my life ended the way they did.

I'm a girl, and I've noticed that I've never really had a genuine female friend. I always wanted one, but it just never happened.

I'm not rich, I'm not very attractive, I'm overweight, I look more like a tomboy, and I'm a very simple person. Because of that, I've always felt like I never fit the beauty standards or social standards that a lot of girls seem to care about.

Whenever I made female friends, they were usually much prettier and much richer than me. I never looked for rich or pretty girls on purpose. It just happened because of the environment I was in. I actually thought having successful or wealthy friends was a good thing because you could learn from them and get inspired.

But almost every female friendship I had ended badly.

During my master's, those two years were honestly miserable.

Every girl already had her own group of girlfriends. Every guy had his own group too. I was the only one who was always left alone.

I studied at a university where many students came from wealthy families. During projects, people didn't even want to include me. I remember having to beg people to let me join their group because nobody wanted me.

I never had anyone to have lunch with. I never had anyone to hang out with.

It wasn't because I was rude, antisocial, or had any medical condition. I'm not autistic. I'm not mentally ill. I'm not physically ill. I'm actually quite friendly, talkative, outgoing, and I never show attitude to people unless someone behaves in a creepy or disrespectful way.

That's why I never understood why I was treated like I didn't belong.

Some girls would literally avoid me. I remember feeling disrespected almost every day. The few girls I did become close to eventually started verbally bullying me and becoming mean towards me.

I always wondered what I had done wrong because I genuinely don't remember treating anyone badly.

Maybe they were prettier than me. Maybe they were richer than me. I honestly don't know.

The guys in university weren't much better either. I'm not saying every single person was bad, but a lot of people cared more about money, status, partying, drinking, and appearances than genuine friendships.

Around the same time, I was also in a long-distance relationship that lasted about two to three years.

In the end, he left me for another girl.

She was prettier than me, richer than me, academically better, and had a better career.

During our relationship I even tried to move to his city by finding a job there, but I couldn't. I only managed to get a job in my own city. Later, she moved to his city for her studies, and they ended up together.

While he and I were together, he was already talking to her. She didn't know he and I were in a relationship, so I don't blame her for that part. But after everything came out, I confronted her because we had known each other for quite some time.

In the end, she also chose him and stopped talking to me.

The thing that hurt me the most was seeing the difference in how he treated us.

During the years I was with him, I never even got flowers.

After they got together, she received flowers, Instagram stories, attention, and everything I wished I had received.

I gave that relationship everything I had, and in the end I felt like I got nothing.

Around that time I became friends with another girl.

At first we weren't very close, but after my breakup we slowly became best friends.

She was also very pretty and came from a wealthy family, but I genuinely thought she was different from everyone else.

We talked every day, shared everything, went to cafés together, spent time together, and naturally started calling each other best friends.

She was honestly the only close friend I had left.

By then my childhood friends had already drifted away. Most of them had gone abroad, built successful careers, had relationships, and moved on with their lives.

My university friendships were basically over.

My relationship was over.

So this friendship meant a lot to me.

She attended a different church.

Everyone at that church knew who I was as a person, and nobody there treated me badly.

But she always acted like I was just an acquaintance whenever we were around people from her church.

Privately I was her best friend.

Publicly I was just someone she knew.

This continued for almost three years.

We spent so much time together, but she never let people know how close we actually were.

Another thing that always hurt me was social media.

We went to cafés, restaurants, different places, and spent so much time together.

She never posted me.

She posted her other friends, both girls and guys, but never me.

I even asked her why.

I told her, "I'm not your ugly boyfriend. I'm just your friend. Why are you hiding me?"

She always gave excuses like she didn't want people to know too much because of the evil eye or because she wanted to protect the friendship.

Those explanations never really made sense to me.

At the beginning of our friendship I also noticed that I was paying for almost everything.

Whenever we went somewhere, I was usually the one paying.

I didn't mind at first because I thought that's what friends do. One person pays one time, the other person pays the next time.

But after a while I started feeling like I was being used.

Eventually I confronted her.

After that she did start spending money too, and I appreciated that, but if I honestly think about it, I still spent much more than she ever did.

Sometimes I also felt like she mainly wanted me around because I would take pictures of her.

She would happily post those pictures of herself, but never a single picture of us together.

That hurt more than I can explain because it made me feel like she was embarrassed of me.

There were also times when she would introduce me to people like I was just some random acquaintance instead of someone she called her best friend.

Nobody from her church would have guessed how close we actually were.

Eventually we had an argument.

She completely stopped talking to me.

I called her.

I texted her.

I tried to fix the friendship because I didn't want to lose the only friend I had.

She ignored me for four months.

Not one call.

Not one message.

After four months I went to her church.

She hugged me, we talked again, and somehow we became friends again.

I forgave everything because I genuinely cared about the friendship.

But nothing really changed.

The same problems came back.

I finally confronted her properly about hiding me, never posting me, and treating me differently from her other friends.

I told her that just because she was prettier or more popular didn't mean I deserved to be treated like I didn't matter.

Eventually I got tired.

I walked away.

This time I blocked her everywhere.

Since then she has never called me.

She has never texted me.

She has never tried to fix the friendship.

Yesterday was her birthday, and for the first time I didn't wish her.

Now when I look back, I see the same pattern everywhere.

My childhood friends drifted away.

My university friendships never really existed.

My relationship ended with betrayal.

The one best friend I thought I had also disappeared.

The only interesting thing is that I've actually had much better friendships with guys.

Most guy friends treated me like one of the boys.

Because I'm not considered very attractive, they never tried to flirt with me. They simply treated me like a friend, and honestly I never had a problem with that.

With girls, though, my experience has been completely different.

Today I don't have a single close friend.

Most of the time I keep thinking maybe the problem is me.

Maybe I'm not pretty enough.

Maybe I'm not rich enough.

Maybe I'm not stylish enough.

Maybe I'm just not likeable enough.

After everything that's happened, I've reached a point where I don't just question whether I'm worthy of love.

Sometimes I question whether I'm even worthy of friendship.

That's the part I've never been able to understand.

I'm in my late 20s, and I genuinely don't have a single friend.

I know that at this stage of life I'm supposed to be focusing very seriously on my career and finances because they're not in a good place right now. But having nobody to talk to is also an extra issue. It makes me feel very lonely.

All of my childhood friends have built their careers, they're earning good money, they've met new people, and they're in the relationships they wanted. I'm still single.

From my point of view, all of my childhood friends betrayed me. Over time they became meaner and meaner towards me. It felt like they no longer liked me because they had money, good careers, and everything was going well for them. Sometimes I even feel like, why would they want to stay friends with someone they see as a failure or a loser?

Because of all this, I don't really see anyone as a friend anymore. I see everybody as just an acquaintance.

I'm slowly trying to mentally prepare myself for the possibility that I may never find a genuine friend in my entire life. It feels like once you're in your late 20s, nobody really finds new, genuine friends anymore. Everyone already has their own lives, careers, partners, and responsibilities.

Part of me feels like it's childish to still want a genuine friend at this age. Maybe I should just accept it and focus only on my career and finances.

Has anyone else felt this way?

Did you ever make genuine friends later in life, or did you simply learn to accept being on your own?

I'm in my late 20s, and I genuinely don't have a single friend.

I know that at this stage of life I'm supposed to be focusing very seriously on my career and finances because they're not in a good place right now. But having nobody to talk to is also an extra issue. It makes me feel very lonely.

All of my childhood friends have built their careers, they're earning good money, they've met new people, and they're in the relationships they wanted. I'm still single.

From my point of view, all of my childhood friends betrayed me. Over time they became meaner and meaner towards me. It felt like they no longer liked me because they had money, good careers, and everything was going well for them. Sometimes I even feel like, why would they want to stay friends with someone they see as a failure or a loser?

Because of all this, I don't really see anyone as a friend anymore. I see everybody as just an acquaintance.

I'm slowly trying to mentally prepare myself for the possibility that I may never find a genuine friend in my entire life. It feels like once you're in your late 20s, nobody really finds new, genuine friends anymore. Everyone already has their own lives, careers, partners, and responsibilities.

Part of me feels like it's childish to still want a genuine friend at this age. Maybe I should just accept it and focus only on my career and finances.

Has anyone else felt this way?

Did you ever make genuine friends later in life, or did you simply learn to accept being on your own?

I'm in my late 20s, and I genuinely don't have a single friend.

I know that at this stage of life I'm supposed to be focusing very seriously on my career and finances because they're not in a good place right now. But having nobody to talk to is also an extra issue. It makes me feel very lonely.

All of my childhood friends have built their careers, they're earning good money, they've met new people, and they're in the relationships they wanted. I'm still single.

From my point of view, all of my childhood friends betrayed me. Over time they became meaner and meaner towards me. It felt like they no longer liked me because they had money, good careers, and everything was going well for them. Sometimes I even feel like, why would they want to stay friends with someone they see as a failure or a loser?

Because of all this, I don't really see anyone as a friend anymore. I see everybody as just an acquaintance.

I'm slowly trying to mentally prepare myself for the possibility that I may never find a genuine friend in my entire life. It feels like once you're in your late 20s, nobody really finds new, genuine friends anymore. Everyone already has their own lives, careers, partners, and responsibilities.

Part of me feels like it's childish to still want a genuine friend at this age. Maybe I should just accept it and focus only on my career and finances.

Has anyone else felt this way?

Did you ever make genuine friends later in life, or did you simply learn to accept being on your own?