u/OrdinaryRegular5235

This is my first post in this subreddit, I was a silent watcher for a long time.Lately, I've been seeing posts on Reddit and hearing people around me talk about 40–50 LPA packages, freshers landing huge offers, and salaries that seem way beyond where I am. It's honestly becoming overwhelming.

For context, I'm a Full Stack Developer with 7 years of experience, and my current CTC is 19 LPA.

I'm not sure what I'm feeling. It doesn't feel like jealousy—it's more like a mix of self-doubt, wondering if I'm being severely underpaid, and questioning whether I'm falling behind.

Is anyone else experiencing this? Or am I just getting exposed to a biased sample because people with higher salaries are more likely to post about them?

Please be kind to me ,not to offend anyone here

Paraphrased in chatgpt

I’m a 29-year-old guy, and I’ve never had a girlfriend. It’s not because I’m afraid to talk to women—I can hold conversations just fine. The problem is that most of the women I interact with never seem genuinely interested in me. Usually, they only reach out when they need help with something, and that’s where it ends.

On top of that, my family is dealing with a huge financial burden. We have debts of around ₹45 lakhs, not including money owed to relatives and jewelry-related loans. I earn close to ₹1 lakh a month, which sounds good on paper, but most of it goes toward supporting my family and paying off debts. I’ve managed to clear some of the small and medium-sized loans, but the larger ones are still there, waiting.

I’m honestly exhausted. Sometimes I feel completely drained and wonder how much longer I can keep carrying all of this. People might think that because I earn well, I must be spending on myself and enjoying life, but that’s far from the truth. I use a phone that costs around ₹10–15k, buy most of my clothes from budget stores, own just one pair of shoes and a pair of sandals, and have practically no savings.

Life just feels unfair sometimes. I see my friends with cars, bikes, girlfriends, vacations, and people they can share their lives with. It’s not really anger or jealousy—it’s sadness. I keep asking myself: Why is this happening to me? Why can’t I meet someone who genuinely cares about me and wants to share life’s journey together?

The debts, responsibilities, and worries are constantly running through my mind. I keep wondering when all of this will finally end. For now, I guess all I can do is hold on to hope and keep moving forward.