roadtohtn213
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I’m 16, and honestly, I’ve been feeling lost since the start of this year. I have no idea what I want to do with my future—nothing really interests me. I spend my whole day at home because I don't really have any friends to hang out with, and I don’t do any sports because it’s just boring doing it alone. I’m lazy at school, and I hate my face; it completely kills my self-confidence.
Since I was a kid, I’ve always isolated myself because I felt like I was lacking something that everyone else had. I don't know what it was, but the only happy years I had were in elementary school when I had plenty of friends to hang out with online or in real life. Middle school wasn't too bad either because I was younger and didn't overthink things, especially not the future. But ever since I started high school, everything has gone downhill. My old friend group drifted apart, everyone made new friends, and since I’m pretty antisocial, I didn't have that same luck. So, outside of school, I’m stuck with just myself and my thoughts—and honestly, I’ve started to feel like that’s just how it’s going to be for the rest of my life.
A while back, I went to stay with my uncle in Dubai for two weeks. You might think, 'Lucky him, he must have had such a great time with family, laughing and all that,' but no. Sure, I visited a lot of places and did a lot of cool activities, but I didn't laugh even once. I felt like such an idiot because I couldn't connect with my own cousins. I’d watch them laughing together while I stayed in my corner, glued to my phone, asking myself what I did to end up like this. It feels so unfair—why do they get to have this, and I don't? When I tried to join them and talk, I felt so unnatural, like I was making things awkward, and it seemed to annoy them. That’s been my whole life: I don't have a single good memory with friends or family. I cry every night in bed, thinking about all the moments I've wasted just because of who I am.
It’s gotten so bad that my brain has developed a kind of lucid dreaming mechanism. When I feel overwhelmed at night, I fall asleep and dream about things I’ve always wanted—a group of friends, a girl who loves me, anything. The feeling of being loved in those dreams is so incredible that it makes me so jealous of people who get to experience that in real life every day.
Anyway, I don’t expect any specific answers on this thread that will fix everything, but I thought I’d give it a shot
Since I was a kid, I’ve always isolated myself because I felt like I was lacking something that everyone else had. I don't know what it was, but the only happy years I had were in elementary school when I had plenty of friends to hang out with online or in real life. Middle school wasn't too bad either because I was younger and didn't overthink things, especially not the future. But ever since I started high school, everything has gone downhill. My old friend group drifted apart, everyone made new friends, and since I’m pretty antisocial, I didn't have that same luck. So, outside of school, I’m stuck with just myself and my thoughts—and honestly, I’ve started to feel like that’s just how it’s going to be for the rest of my life.
A while back, I went to stay with my uncle in Dubai for two weeks. You might think, 'Lucky him, he must have had such a great time with family, laughing and all that,' but no. Sure, I visited a lot of places and did a lot of cool activities, but I didn't laugh even once. I felt like such an idiot because I couldn't connect with my own cousins. I’d watch them laughing together while I stayed in my corner, glued to my phone, asking myself what I did to end up like this. It feels so unfair—why do they get to have this, and I don't? When I tried to join them and talk, I felt so unnatural, like I was making things awkward, and it seemed to annoy them. That’s been my whole life: I don't have a single good memory with friends or family. I cry every night in bed, thinking about all the moments I've wasted just because of who I am.
It’s gotten so bad that my brain has developed a kind of lucid dreaming mechanism. When I feel overwhelmed at night, I fall asleep and dream about things I’ve always wanted—a group of friends, a girl who loves me, anything. The feeling of being loved in those dreams is so incredible that it makes me so jealous of people who get to experience that in real life every day.
Anyway, I don’t expect any specific answers on this thread that will fix everything, but I thought I’d give it a shot
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