My life is over
It has been for a while now, and I always kind of knew it. I was stupid enough to have even a little bit of hope, but now I’ve reached the conclusion that my life never even really started.
I’m 26. No friends, no boyfriend, ugly and boring. The only thing I got going for me is being half way through a masters degree with 80k in savings, a nice sports car and my pets. But it still isn’t enough.
I’ve just turned into a mean and bitter person as I get older. I have no one, really. I’ve been told I’m ugly my whole life. I have no friends so I don’t go anywhere, I just go to work and come home to sit in my room. Men have never showed me an interest because I’m ugly, I’ve been told my whole life. I don’t get hit on, I don’t get compliments, I’m just completely invisible.
I’m traumatised by people to the point where I’m scared of them. Even if I had friends or a boyfriend, I would feel like I have to walk on eggshells so they don’t abandon me. I wouldn’t even know how to have fun or socially function anymore. I would have to be fake and always hide who I really am because everyone will leave me anyway.
I’m really done with my life. My cut off is 30. No one will want me especially as wrinkly old lady. No one wants to be friends with someone with no friends. It’s truly over for me. I have nothing to look forward to, nothing to be happy about, nothing to work for anymore. It’s really just completely over for me. I have been like this since I can remember, and it’s not going to change no matter how hard I try.