There genuinely is no-one I can talk 2. I go 2 work in isolation, and come back here and its t same. And its all my fault.

I'm happy that everyone I know is enjoying so much success, but it also makes me consider my own failure as being more embarrasing.

And as they become more successful, they have less inclination to talk to me. I hardly see my best friend anymore and we live in the same flat.

It's all my own fault, but I'm not sure I could have prevented it.

My best mate hates me. We have nothing in common. It's terrible.

I'm so confused, in such a bad way, and don't have anyone to help me through it ( Read more... )

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It's not all my fault that I feel like this. Everyone around me seems hell bent on fucking me over at every opportunity.

I am so completely alone. I can't explain to anyone how I feel or how I really am. I can spend all night chatting to someone, but at the end of it all I've said nothing meaningful and he's just laughed at me.

It would be so much better if I wasn't here.

I'll never have anyone to share my life with. I've been told so far too often to believe

I fucking hate this shit. Something has to happen soon or I'm actually going to go mad. Everyone around me has such a great fucking life and I'm stuck being me and doing the useless shit I do and i can't fucking stand it.

I need to start making a consistent and concentrated effort to make my life better.

I've had enough of cunts jumping in and offering me advice, guessing what's wrong instead of fucking listening to what I'm fucking saying.

From now on, I guess I'm on my own.