u/yeehawgal17

It’s 3am and I can’t sleep. I keep thinking about my ex husband. It feels like I’m constantly searching for my way back home, but someone changed the locks. No matter how many new keys I try, the door stays shut.

Every day, I wonder why I wasn’t enough. I spend hours in therapy retracing every step, replaying every mistake, trying to figure out what more I could have done. It’s hard to accept that I gave everything I had and still wasn’t chosen.

I feel stripped of my dignity, stripped of the person I used to be. Some days, I barely recognize myself. I feel like a shell, trying desperately to fill the empty spaces and piece myself back together again.

The grief consumes me. I think a part of it always will.

Hoping to find friendships that actually stick!

I work in large event planning and management, so my life is usually a mix of organized chaos, long days, and somehow pulling beautiful things together at the last second. I’m also a mom, which means I always have snacks, random crafts, and approximately six thoughts happening at once.

Outside of work and mom life, I love thrifting and estate sales, reading, hiking, theatre, basketball, cozy video games, D&D/Pathfinder, crafts, and making charcuterie boards that look a little too pretty to eat.

I’ve been realizing lately how important genuine friendship really is. I miss having people around who make life feel lighter. Friends who check in, share little moments of their day, or play video games with.

Would love to meet more down to earth people with kind hearts and good humor.

25+ preferred. No married men please. Y’all have been a little too comfortable lately. Also respectfully, no weirdos 🌿

Please send more than a “hi” lol

hey friends 🤍✨

I am a busy mom, event planner, animal welfare human, and professional host of “come over, I made snacks” nights 😂

I’m into hosting, making charcuterie boards, video games, dnd, basketball, hiking, thrifting, and crafting ✨

I love good conversations, people with humor, and friendships that feel easy and genuine.

I mostly just looking for good people with good vibes. I only respond to 25+, no married men (yall give me ptsd), and people who put in effort 🤍

hey friends 🤍✨

I am a busy mom, event planner, animal welfare human, and professional host of “come over, I made snacks” nights 😂

I’m into hosting, making charcuterie boards, video games, dnd, basketball, hiking, thrifting, and crafting ✨

I love good conversations, people with humor, and friendships that feel easy and genuine.

I mostly just looking for good people with good vibes. I only respond to 25+, no married men (yall give me ptsd), and people who put in effort 🤍

hey friends 🤍✨

I am a busy mom, event planner, animal welfare human, and professional host of “come over, I made snacks” nights 😂

I’m into hosting, making charcuterie boards, video games, dnd, basketball, hiking, thrifting, and crafting ✨

I love good conversations, people with humor, and friendships that feel easy and genuine.

I mostly just looking for good people with good vibes. I only respond to 25+, no married men (yall give me ptsd), and people who put in effort 🤍

Trying this whole “making new friends” thing because apparently adulthood doesn’t come with built in friendship opportunities anymore 😅

A little about me:

I work in event management in the animal welfare space (I don’t work with animals), so my life is basically organized chaos and emotional support Coke zeros. Outside of work, I love thrifting, crafting, hosting little dinners and get togethers, making unnecessarily elaborate charcuterie boards, hiking, gaming, and playing Pathfinder.

I’m looking for genuine friendships with people who are kind, funny, and capable of both deep conversations and absolute nonsense. Must be 25+, no married men (I got ptsd from yall), and can actually start a conversation!! I do not respond to “hi, how are you, or what’s up.”

If you also need more people in your life to talk to, hang out with, or share random thoughts with, hi 👋

Trying this whole “making new friends” thing because apparently adulthood doesn’t come with built in friendship opportunities anymore 😅

A little about me:

I work in event management in the animal welfare space (I don’t work with animals), so my life is basically organized chaos and emotional support Coke zeros. Outside of work, I love thrifting, crafting, hosting little dinners and get togethers, making unnecessarily elaborate charcuterie boards, hiking, gaming, and playing Pathfinder.

I’m looking for genuine friendships with people who are kind, funny, and capable of both deep conversations and absolute nonsense. Must be 25+, no married men (I got ptsd from yall), and can actually start a conversation!! I do not respond to “hi, how are you, or what’s up.”

If you also need more people in your life to talk to, hang out with, or share random thoughts with, hi 👋

Making friends as an adult is honestly so much harder than I expected 😅

I would really love to make some genuine friendships. Life gets busy between work, parenting, and everything else, and I realized I miss having people to talk to, laugh with, grab food with, send random memes to, and just do life alongside.

A little about me:

✨ I work in event management in the animal welfare space, which keeps life busy but incredibly fulfilling
✨ Animal welfare is one of my biggest passions
✨ My hobbies include thrifting, crafting, hosting events and dinner parties, making charcuterie boards, hiking, video games, and playing Pathfinder
✨ I’m also professionally skilled in doom scrolling and trauma dumping 😂
✨ I love both cozy nights in and spontaneous adventures
✨ I’m a mom, so bonus points if you understand the chaos
✨ From Texas!

Looking for kind, funny, drama free people who want real friendship and good vibes. Message me if you think we’d click 💛 must be over 25+ and no married men please.

If you got this far, tell me your favorite tv show & snack.

Making friends as an adult is honestly so much harder than I expected 😅

I would really love to make some genuine friendships. Life gets busy between work, parenting, and everything else, and I realized I miss having people to talk to, laugh with, play video games with , send random memes to, and just do life alongside.

A little about me:

✨ I work in event management in the animal welfare space, which keeps life busy but incredibly fulfilling

✨ My hobbies include thrifting, crafting, hosting events and dinner parties, making charcuterie boards, hiking, reading, video games, and playing Pathfinder

✨ I’m also professionally skilled in doom scrolling and trauma dumping 😂

✨ I’m a mom, so bonus points if you understand the chaos

✨ I’m very much a “deep conversations and loyal friendships” kind of person

Looking for kind, funny, drama free people who want real friendship and good vibes. Message me if you think we’d click 💛 I’m from Texas!

Must be 25+ & not a fan of married men. I don’t respond to weird messages or generic “hi/how are you”.

My son loves looking through old photos and videos before bed. We laugh at old memories together, and tonight we were watching videos from when his dad and I were still together. He looked at me and asked if the video was at mama’s house or daddy’s house.

It broke my heart in a way I can’t even explain. I know he was far too young to remember when we all lived together, but realizing he will only ever truly know separate homes hurts more than words can say.

The older he gets, the more he says and understands things that completely shatter me inside.

I would give anything to have my family together again. Carrying this heartbreak every single day is so incredibly hard.

This feels like a long shot, but I’m convinced my soulmate best friend is out there somewhere probably also bed rotting and ignoring texts like me.

I lost my best friend of 25 years a little over a year ago. She didn’t die, she just turned into a bitch and I chose peace. Unfortunately, peace is a little quieter than I expected and now I miss having a person.

So hi. I’m in Texas taking applications for a new emotional support bestie.

My hobbies include thrifting like I’m on a treasure hunt, crafting projects I may or may not finish, reading, sending chaotic reels at all hours, trauma dumping (tastefully), and bed rotting like it’s an Olympic sport. I also love hosting little get-togethers and pretending I have my life together for a few hours.

I’m looking for someone who wants a real friendship. Like “come over in pajamas,” “let’s talk about everything,” “we’re laughing one minute and crying the next” kind of vibe.

If you’re in Texas and also need a slightly unhinged but very loyal best friend… this might not be as long of a shot as I thought.

This feels like a long shot, but I’m convinced my soulmate best friend is out there somewhere!

I lost my best friend of 25 years a little over a year ago. She didn’t die, she just turned into a bitch and I chose peace. Unfortunately, peace is a little quieter than I expected and now I miss having a person.

So hi from Texas! I’m taking applications for a new emotional support bestie.

My hobbies include thrifting like I’m on a treasure hunt, crafting projects I may or may not finish, reading, sending chaotic reels at all hours, video games, hiking, trauma dumping (tastefully), and bed rotting as a personality trait. I also love hosting little get-togethers and pretending I have my life together for a few hours.

I’m looking for someone who wants a real friendship. Like “come over in pajamas,” “let’s talk about everything,” “we’re laughing one minute and crying the next” kind of vibe.

If you’re in North Texas and also need a slightly unhinged but loyal best friend, this might not be as long of a shot as I thought. Preferably a woman who 25+ ❤️

I took my 3 year old to an Asian festival today, and we watched this really beautiful Chinese lion dance. The drums were loud, the colors were so bright, and my son was completely locked in, just amazed by everything.

And I still ended up crying.

Not because anything was wrong in that moment, but because all I could think about was how much my ex husband and his dad would have loved it. It felt like one of those experiences that was meant to be shared, like there was supposed to be more people standing next to us, reacting to it together. I could almost picture it. How it would have felt, what they would have said, how full that moment would have been.

It’s been years. Literal years. And I don’t understand why it still hits this hard. I keep thinking I should be past this by now, that I should be able to just enjoy something simple with my son without my mind pulling me back into everything I’ve lost. But it keeps happening. These moments come out of nowhere and just gut me.

What hurts the most is how it bleeds into time with my son. He’s happy, he’s experiencing the world, and I want so badly to be fully there with him. And instead, there’s this heaviness sitting in my chest, like I’m grieving something in the middle of a moment that’s supposed to be joyful. I hate that feeling. I hate that it feels like it steals pieces of these memories before I even get to fully have them.

I don’t know when it gets easier. I don’t know if it ever really goes away or if it just changes and becomes something quieter over time. But right now it still feels so present, like I’m carrying around a version of my life that never happened, and it shows up at the worst possible times. I’m so tired of it taking away from the life I actually have.

I don’t really know how to say this without it sounding heavy, but I’m just going to be honest.

Lately I feel like I’m slowly fading. Like I’m here, I’m functioning, I’m doing what I have to do every day but I’m not really living. Nothing and no one really brings me joy the way it used to, and that’s been hard to sit with. I keep hoping I’ll wake up and feel like myself again, but it just hasn’t happened yet.

Being a mom is the one thing that keeps me grounded. It’s the most important part of my life, and I love it deeply. But at the same time, it feels like it’s become my entire identity. Like somewhere along the way, I lost the rest of me, and I don’t really know who I am outside of that anymore.

I’ve lost a lot over time, and I think it’s finally caught up to me. It’s left me feeling stuck, unmotivated, and honestly pretty alone. Not just physically alone, but that deeper kind where you feel disconnected even when you’re around people.

I think what I’m really missing is connection. Real, genuine friendship. People to talk to, laugh with, feel comfortable around. People who don’t drain me or make me feel like I have to force conversation, but instead make things feel easy again.

I know I haven’t been the best at keeping up conversations if the vibe feels off or forced, and I’m trying to be more intentional about that. I just want something real. Something safe. Something that feels like I can actually be me again, whoever that is right now.

I don’t really know how to say this, but I’ve been feeling pretty alone lately.

I’m a busy mom, and I work in large scale event management. I love thrifting, putting together charcuterie boards, video games, crafting, and yes… making those slightly sad TikToks. I try to build a life that feels warm and full, and I try to show up, be kind, and make real connections… but it still feels like I’m on the outside of everything.

The friendships I have feel surface level, and I don’t feel like I have a person I can really lean on. I don’t need a lot of friends, just something real. Someone I can actually be myself with.

Prefer 25+ and no married men, just haven’t had the best experiences there.

Not looking to vent and don’t be weird lol

Just putting this out there in case anyone else feels the same. Message me an interesting fact about you so, I know you actually read my post.

I don’t really know how to say this, but I’ve been feeling pretty alone lately.

I’m a busy mom, and I work in large scale event management. I love thrifting, putting together charcuterie boards, video games, crafting, and yes… making those slightly sad TikToks. I try to build a life that feels warm and full, and I try to show up, be kind, and make real connections… but it still feels like I’m on the outside of everything.

The friendships I have feel surface level, and I don’t feel like I have a person I can really lean on. I don’t need a lot of friends, just something real. Someone I can actually be myself with.

Prefer 25+ and no married men, just haven’t had the best experiences there.

Not looking to vent and don’t be weird lol

Just putting this out there in case anyone else feels the same. Message me an interesting fact about you so, I know you actually read my post.

I don’t really know how to say this, but I’ve been feeling pretty alone lately.

I’m a busy mom, and I work in large scale event management. I love thrifting, putting together charcuterie boards, video games, crafting, and yes… making those slightly sad TikToks. I try to build a life that feels warm and full, and I try to show up, be kind, and make real connections… but it still feels like I’m on the outside of everything.

The friendships I have feel surface level, and I don’t feel like I have a person I can really lean on. I don’t need a lot of friends, just something real. Someone I can actually be myself with.

Prefer 25+ and no married men, just haven’t had the best experiences there.

Just putting this out there in case anyone else feels the same. Message me an interesting fact about you so, I know you actually read my post.

I don’t really know how to say this, but I’ve been feeling pretty alone lately.

I’m a busy mom, and I work in large scale event management. I love thrifting, putting together charcuterie boards, video games, crafting, and yes… making those slightly sad TikToks. I try to build a life that feels warm and full, and I try to show up, be kind, and make real connections… but it still feels like I’m on the outside of everything.

The friendships I have feel surface level, and I don’t feel like I have a person I can really lean on. I don’t need a lot of friends, just something real. Someone I can actually be myself with.

Prefer 25+ and no married men, just haven’t had the best experiences there.

Just putting this out there in case anyone else feels the same.

Not looking to vent.

I don’t really know how to say this, but I’ve been feeling pretty alone lately.

I’m a busy mom, and I work in large scale event management. I love thrifting, putting together charcuterie boards, video games, crafting, and yes… making those slightly sad TikToks. I try to build a life that feels warm and full, and I try to show up, be kind, and make real connections… but it still feels like I’m on the outside of everything.

The friendships I have feel surface level, and I don’t feel like I have a person I can really lean on. I don’t need a lot of friends, just something real. Someone I can actually be myself with.

Prefer 25+ and no married men, just haven’t had the best experiences there.

Just putting this out there in case anyone else feels the same.

Not looking to vent.

I went into surgery in January, and when I woke up, still groggy and half out of it, the first thing I asked for was my ex. Not my family, not anything else. Him. Like my body didn’t even have to think about it, like somewhere deep in me he still feels like home. That realization has been haunting me ever since. It’s like I woke up physically, but emotionally I’ve been stuck in that moment, reaching for someone who isn’t there anymore.

Since then, it’s just been this constant ache that doesn’t let up. It’s not even sharp all the time. Sometimes it’s quiet, but it’s always there, sitting in my chest, heavy and suffocating. I keep thinking if I just say the right thing, do the right thing, become better somehow, maybe I could fix it. Maybe I could make him see me again, love me again. But I know that’s not how it works. I know I can’t force someone to choose me. And knowing that doesn’t bring peace. It just makes me feel powerless. Like I’m standing outside of my own life, watching something I care about slip away and I can’t do anything to stop it.

Every day feels like I’m grieving something that’s still alive. Like I have to keep showing up, keep working, keep being a mom, keep pretending I’m okay, while inside I feel completely wrecked. There’s this constant loop in my head of everything I could’ve done differently, everything I wish I could go back and fix. It’s exhausting, and I can’t turn it off.

I just got back from my work trip, already feeling stretched thin and emotionally drained, and then I found out my son started using the potty while I was gone. And I just… broke. Completely. I missed it. I missed one of those small, huge moments that you don’t get back. There’s no redo for that. No way to rewind and be there. And it hit me all at once, this wave of guilt and sadness and feeling like I’m failing him too. Like I’m not even getting motherhood right, the one thing that matters most. I stood there crying over something that probably seems small to everyone else, but to me it felt like proof that I’m always just a step behind in my own life.

We both said we wanted growth. We said we needed space to work on ourselves and felt like we wouldn’t find if married , to go to therapy, to become healthier versions of who we are. It sounded so hopeful when we said it. Like something good would come from all of this pain. But right now, it just feels like destruction. Like in trying to grow, I’ve lost everything that made me feel grounded. It doesn’t feel like healing. It feels like being torn apart piece by piece and being told it’s supposed to make you stronger somehow.

And the worst part is how much of this I turn inward. I wake up every day with this heavy sense of shame, like something is fundamentally wrong with me. Like if I had just been better, easier, more lovable, none of this would have happened. I hate the way my mind works. I hate how I replay everything. I hate how I can’t let go. It’s like I’m stuck in this version of myself that I don’t even like, but I don’t know how to escape her.

I’m so tired. Not just physically, but in that deep, bone-level way where everything feels hard. Being strong feels hard. Being hopeful feels impossible. Even getting through the day sometimes feels like too much. And I don’t even recognize who I am anymore. I used to feel like a person with direction, with purpose. Now I just feel like I’m surviving inside a life that doesn’t feel like mine.

I keep waiting for it to get easier, for something to shift, for this pain to dull but it hasn’t. And that scares me. Because I don’t know how long I can keep carrying all of this and still feel like myself at the end of it.