Havent had a single friend in a decade. It would just be cool to have someone to talk about games and movies with. I do miss the social aspect of having a friend. However I havent been able to make friends on the various subreddits. Even the people who also dont have friends dont reply back.

I am 31 year old guy. For the last 8 years, I have been suffering from severe depression, anxiety, and ADHD. Meds, therapy nothing works. I feel lonely as hell. I never had a job or anything. I don't know when I will get a job or marry. I thank God still, but I am breaking, feeling to quit.

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I just read a very humorous and humane article about a Western guy who had to share a bunk with an ex Buddhist monk on a night trip by bus to Siem Reap, Cambodia. On that trip they talk about feeling joy again despite severely negative life experiences. Wisdom From the Ex-Monk on My Bunk - The Good Men Project

I know that depression is deeply rooted, but I am wondering whether a "joy journal" helps people who suffer depression? Has anyone ever tried it? Would it be too little to really help?

Maybe this advice in the article from the Buddhist monk would help people who suffer from this problem.

Anyway, I thought there was a lot of humanity in the article and wanted to share it to try to boost hope out here. I hope you can enjoy the article and that some of the advice will help. God bless you all.

For context I'm 16 in UK and just left secondary school to go to sixth form college which is where I will be till I'm 18. In the last year or so of secondary school my friends group gradually got smaller and smaller. It started as a group of around 8 people to just 3 including myself. At the time I thought this was alright because I'll meet new people in college but it only got worse. Firstly my 2 year long relationship ended and then I got the sixth form and in the 3 months I've been there i haven't made any friends. My best friend from secondary school is abit of a social butterfly and can't understand why making friends is so hard for me. The only explanation I have is thar I've been bullied my whole life so in the past when I've tried to talk to someone I was just insulted, made fun of and humiliated. I learnt to never put myself out there and because of that I have little to no social skills when it comes to meeting new people. I can't initiate conversation, I can't hold a conversation and I can not seem nervous or jumpy or Luke I'm trying to hard. I'm so fucking alone. It's gotten to the point where people sat either side of me talk across me about something I like and I can't bring myself to say anything, I try but I just can't. I hate myself, I'm such a fucking waste of air. Why can't I socialise? I am the weird quiet kid no one likes. Realising that was the worst realisation of my life. I came into college feeling like I could make friends and maybe even talk to some girls. I thought that I could be happy. But no, I am too shitty of a person for that. I'm a weird, spotty, nervous, quiet kid that no one wants to be friends with. I've joined clubs about my interests and still no friends. No one talks to me it's like I'm not a human being. I'm just a waste of space and I don't know why I'm alive. I'm so fucking alone and unloved.

I got severely bullied from 8 to 18 years old to the point of multiple suicide attempts when I was younger. This past led to me having rather poor mental health and constantly falling in and out of deppressions till arouns 25 years old for 2 years I didn't fall back. I'm 28 now I fell back hard and I'm scared I will break. I feel like I can't continue living for others.

I've always felt distant as long as I can remember I felt like I was acting with other people doing what they expected the usual response I was not who they thought I was and no matter how long I put on the show I still wasn't I was antisocial very self-conscious and no one knew that I felt alone like life was pointless and I was drifting around me the dark but love changed me but I wasn't knowledgeable of relationships so it faded fast it made then I started studying psychology and understood myself and others better. then it occurred to me for the first time in my life that we can change all my anger loneliness and addictions I can let them go and be the person I want to be and that's a person that helps others to overcome their struggles and live a better life. I learned to love myself I found a friend in me. if you have any questions or need help I'll assist you to the best of my ability. thank you for reading

Currently im a 17 year old dropout, life isnt bad for me im just really bad at life the whole reason I dropped out was because I convinced myself I was incapable of doing anything, I had to drop out as quick as I could so no one realized how stupid I was, I never liked participating in projects or presenting because I never did most of the work, that's besides the point. So far im a depressed 17 year old dropout, unemployed no friends, living with my parents whom I disappoint on the daily , they are both very successful individuals they had a impressive amount of work ethic and it seemed like they knew how to handle life and be independent from the ripe age of 16 which is pretty impressive compared to how I am now, as soon as im 18 I know that they will kick me out for a fact, sometimes I just wish I was intelligent as a Sophomore I had many many dreams and I was so certain that I knew how to accomplish them at the time I was reading many articles about motivation, drive, investing, biology of the brain/neurology, life advice, everything that came close to resembling the theme "How to become a millionaire 101" I used to tell everyone how successful I was every single one of my friends I had such a high ego I used to wake up at 4 in the morning every day before school to go for a jog then I would go to school and afterwards work till 10, but after doing all that look where I am now. After all my efforts in my youth ive became isolated and ashamed of myself so guilty that I couldnt become the person that I wanted my education is shit and im broke as a joke too anxious to go out and find a job, I have no interests I cant talk to anyone about anything because im just stupid I dont know anything my memory is shot, my drive is shot, my physical and mental health are at all time low I dont know what I will to do with myself anymore I tried to off myself 2 months ago a few days before my birthday and spent 8 days as a inpatient after that I did 4 weeks of out patient therapy which was 8-3 Monday thru Friday. I feel even more disappointed in myself after going through such because I wasted my parents money just so they could see me better and better my mental health but infact I dont think it helped at all im just so fucking guilty I wish someone who needed a healthier body could use mines and achieve lots in my life, I wish a professional would control my mind and make me do the things that are beneficial to me. My main drive right now is my girlfriend, she is a hard worker she curently goes to school and works 4 hours a day, soon she will be taking CNA classes and be getting paid a great amount for it although doing all of that she still manages to find time for me and gives lots of care towards me, I feel bad that she is dating me still, when we first started talking I was in a lot better of a situation but now I feel like she is watering dead flowers I love her a lot but I wish that she would just breakup with me because its obvious that she deserves better, I find it hard to express my love to her when its difficult to even love myself but besides the point unless I get better she has to leave me regardless of how attached she is because she is way too perfect to be in a relationship with a bum.

I can’t even sit up without crying. I want to draw! I want to do art! I cant! I can’t even breathe without crying. I’m on meds, I’m in therapy, I’ve been hospitalized 3 times a year on average and I can’t keep doing this! I want to be ok but I can’t. My only option is to cut but if I do that I’ll get screamed at. I’m not even living. I don’t work or drive and I have no friends. I’m trapped. I can’t do this. Nobody can help me. I can’t even talk to anyone about this. I’m so fucking alone. Why can’t I just feel better. I want to be able to do things I used to enjoy. I want to be ok. I can’t be ok.

Hey Guy's im 20 M and I'm from Germany i feel pretty sad tonight and i would just like someone to talk to :) if you got the time you can just DM me

Early in high school I went through a traumatic car accident that led to PTSD, panic disorder, bipolar disorder, etc. and it turned my whole life upside down. I was always a good student and had everything made out for me it seemed. Those mental issues continued to worsen to the point where graduating high school was almost the hardest time in my life. I get extra manic under stress and it seems like my life puts me under stress 24/7 and I’m manic 24/7. I have mood swings like a little girl. I barely graduated high school, got arrested twice in the final week by getting in drunk fights with my father. Summer after was pretty good and I moved to college, college started and substance abuse became my best friend, Molly benders, DMT benders (I know that makes no sense), A whole lot of drinking with benzos. Anyways, I ended up dropping out within a month thinking college was the wrong choice and I needed to do something else, but now I’m home, and struggling EVEN HARDER then before because I feel useless, I have no direction, every day is the same, I repeat the same loop of shitty things happening and just over and over again I find myself raging and breaking things in my room, arguing with people I love, etc. It feels like I hate every aspect of life and nothing provides me joy anymore. I feel like I have nothing left to do. I’m bored. What do I do, where do I go from here? How do I become a real adult with a stable income and happy life. No one’s here to help me and I’m just lost and confused. all I ever wanted in life was to make my family proud and it doesn’t look good from here.

I'll be honest... my life is pretty great. Sure, there are some things I wish were different, but overall, I've been very blessed. That being said, I'm finding that I often feel depressed and my anxiety is worsening. When I was younger, my mom would say she didn't understand how I could feel depressed because my life was so great and I had everything I wanted. I'm starting to ask myself that same question. I feel like a fraud. Like I don't have a right to feel this way even though I do. I'm just so tired. Mentally and physically. I feel like I'm not sleeping well and I feel like there isn't anything I do in life that is important or anything that I'm even good at. I don't have a group of close friends or people I can talk to about anything besides my partner. I'm at the point where I just feel down and lonely. How do you even make friends in your 20s??? Especially when you're not an outgoing person! I'm just tired of feeling this way.

when something went wrong so you start crying about it and then think about everything else that you are struggling with and how you so badly want to get better but being sad about it is all you know and there are so many problems to fix so you are just more upset and angry and it's a repeating cycle.

This is what’s happening to her and she is saying it’s been like that for years. She doesn’t want to talk about this to anyone except me, i advised her to talk to her parents or some therapist but she won’t do it. I really don’t know what to do i am the only one that can help her but i don’t know how and i am worried. I’m only 17 i don’t think im mature enough neither is she.

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So there is this kid who is being really annoying he is saying thing that are not true/lying to the teachers/shoving me in line/trying to make me trip... what do I do pls tell me

I’m turning 30 years old soon and my life has been a disappointment. I’ve struggled with depression and substance abuse for 10+ years. Life is becoming so old.

I’ve tried a lot to break out of this cycle. I’ve been going to therapy, I hit the gym a lot, eat healthy, tried turning to God/spirituality, work hard in my career, etc. I’ve tried psychedelics, traveling, pursuing new hobbies, going to meetups, etc. it seems like nothing I ever do sticks. It seems like I can’t catch a break in this life. I literally try my best everyday. What’s the point anymore!

Anyways, I’m wondering what I do know. I don’t even look forward to anything in life. I have no friends and I cannot find love. I keep hoping that as time progresses, I will eventually hit milestones and find happiness like a normal fucking person. I’m not asking to be a billionaire, I’m just asking to have things in life to be happy about. I dream about things normal people get so easily. Love, friendship, joy, etc. Am I cursed? Did I do something bad in a past life and now I have to suffer the consequences?

I don’t want to end my life but I don’t think I wish to continue if this is how it’s going to be forever. What do I do?

I'm really tired of fighting being sad everyday. I'm tired of pretending. I want to try medication. But do I just go to the ER? I don't have insurance.. or a primary care doctor. I think I have adhd.. but I've never seen a doctor or therapist. I truly want to give up.

i'm 17 and i've been dealing w depression since i was 13. it did get better in the past two years but i want to get rid of these negative feelings for longer than just 2 days. i was pretty detached from the outside world at 13 n 14 and that's the only thing that changed after turning 15. the problem is that i hang out w my friends one day or do smth else that makes me happy and i feel really good and motivated for like the next two days, but afterwards, i go back to feeling like a pile of shit.

i don't have a good relationship w anyone in my family except my mom and even w her, it's really not that stable. i literally begged my parents this year to let me join a club activity or anything that allows me to leave the house, but for whatever reason, they denied. i don't even expect anything good from my dad anyway, but my mom has really been disappointing me this year. i'm always stuck in the house, except for when i have to go to school, which is not a pleasant experience for me either. i constantly feel like i'm trapped. i feel like i always have to pretend to be someone in front of my family. i hate the way life is as of now. that being said, i'm also grateful for a lot of things but i'm just truly not at peace. i feel like i'm wasting my youth away.

i also deal w IBS and GERD and stress is a major trigger for me. if i'm not mentally doing good, my physical health starts going down as well. i did decrease my screen time by a lot of hours but i don't get what the heck i'm supposed to do in that free time now? i like drawing, crocheting, scrapbooking, painting and a few other things when i'm happy, but when i'm not, i never even have the energy to do any of these. i'm not even allowed to leave the house by myself, so wtf am i supposed to do? i feel suffocated in this place.

We had a situation last night, my partner almost ended his life and I had to contact police. They convinced him to go on a voluntary hold which turned involuntary in less than 12 hours.

I got to see him today before they admitted him to a facility. I’m happy he’s safe, sobered up, and getting help.

We had a conversation, though, which I quickly acknowledged and then told him not to worry about because all that matters to me is that he gets better. But I am a little curious and concerned:

He is the breadwinner and primary source of income for our home. I am disabled and have a few side gigs to get extra cash here and there when we need it. I am NOT on government assistance, but I do not work and cannot work a regular job. They’re gonna keep him for a while, are there resources for families to help with bills in situations like this?

Lately, things have not been going well. It’s all about relationships. There was this girl I liked but my friend took her away from me. Now the girl is showing him nudes and my friend is boasting about it. No one understands the pain I’m in right now and I just wanna talk

pissed because it’s my fault and my car is definitely totaled. this is not what i needed. i don’t have money for another car. so so upset. just want to stay in bed the rest of this week.

I'm posting from a throwaway account, but there's some history on the acct that validates the following...

The past decade plus was spent alternating between mania and depression.

I only was diagnosed in the last several years, and spent all the time since then living with my family (benefitting from their financial and emotional support) while trying to seek treatment that would help stabilize my condition. I don't want to get into the sob story, but it's been a tough road (bipolar, depression, panic disorder).

Although I'm incredibly fortunate to be able to say that my mental health has gotten much better, I also have very spotty work experience that doesn't really draw out a clear career path.

My job history consists of some entry level marketing analytics, delivery driver, uber driver, and currently, admin work for a small tech start up. I manage payroll, insurance, accounting, compliance, and other odds and ends. It's a non-technical role.

I'm essentially a contact or company rep for the CPA and insurance broker that we've contracted. I'll also handle some small problems that we've had with the IRS recently. On the whole, it's fair to say that it's not complex or challenging, but what it's given me is some confidence in handling a set of routine responsibilities and expectations. I have a boss, but I work remotely and have very little interaction with them since most of the operation I'm responsible for basically runs itself (the CPA and the broker do their work and report to me, and most of the time, things are straightforward).

I'd say that I definitely have a chip on my shoulder. It's a mix of imposter syndrome and feelings of inadequacy stemming from a very real lack of work experience compared to my peers. There were many years I was unable to work as I was dealing with depression, mania, and chronic panic attacks.

More to the point, I have a career fair coming up, and I'm afraid of embarrassing myself. I'd appreciate any advice on how to present myself, what kinds of questions to ask, and how to pitch myself as someone more competent than I currently feel I am.

I'll start by saying that I know, my therapist told me to not fight it and let my emotions happen but I don't want to cry in the middle of class from stress when profesor is correcting me. Today my tears almost started pouring so suddenly in middle of his word I stood up and said ,,I will go to the toilet!" (I was that stresssd that I said it like that) and left the classroom. I don't know what they (class) thought about it, if they even noticed, if they talked about it, etc. I need it to stop. Any ,,life hacks"? I ended up poking myself with circilus to calm down.

I started zoloft 6 days ago I hope it’ll be okay

I have no one in my life I can talk to about my feelings or anything else really personal. I am living abroad and want someone to talk to me actually i have so many people to talk but i feel they just hear it nd reply whatever comes in mind without understanding situation.

Recently i started working my part time job and all i do is work and sleep and eat unhealthy quick food even i live with some people who are my roommate cum friends they cook sometimes and everything is good but i have so many thoughts in my head and i really just dont get if anyone could really want to hear me from heart and when I tell my problems they wont judge me i mean i just don’t understand what to do

How do you guys cope when you don't have anyone to talk to?

I M27 have been with my Fiancée F26 for just over 2 years.

For clarity, I LOVE MY PARTNER. She is the best thing that’s ever happened to me and after the abusive, terrible relationship I was in previously, she is a ray of sunshine. We have our days but we have never gone to bed angry and we have never broken up or taken break. We have been living together for over a year now and things are really great. I’m the cook so she does all the dishes. She makes me coffee every morning and always packs my lunch. I am very well taken care of. I pay most of the bills in the house and always take her on dates as a thank you for being the girlfriend ever. We are like best friends to be honest. Always having late night giggle sessions and I feel myself around her. She’s my whole life I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else… but this may be the issue I’m having. Recently I’ve been really depressed. Fighting my mental health issues and going through a really bad slump. At first I thought it was her. That I didn’t care if we were together or not… but then I realised I didn’t care if I was involved with anyone. I just want to be alone. I love being around friends but only for like an hour max, then I’m ready to just sit alone, play my games and be in complete silence. When my girlfriend goes out alone or visits her friends I literally feel amazing. All alone in our house, doing nothing. I’m never upset when she gets home but something feels wrong. Even getting home from work… I sometimes stay at my office an extra hour just for the peace and quiet. She’s quite a talkative person so when I get home I get a lot of questions and she wants to engage in conversation and all I can think about is doom scrolling for a couple of hours, cooking a meal and going straight to bed. I hate that I feel this way because I love her and I want to be with her for the rest of my life but I also just want to be alone… am I a bad person or is there something psychologically wrong with me?

I used to be so happy, you know? But ever since I moved to the States, everything’s just gone downhill. It’s like, I can’t catch a break. Right now, I’m so broke I can’t even pay my rent or buy food. I keep telling myself I’ll get through this somehow, but I just can’t shake this awful depression. The worst part is, I can’t even turn to my parents for help. They’re dealing with their own stuff and probably can’t do much for me anyway. I feel so alone and stuck. I don’t know what to do anymore. How am I supposed to climb out of this hole? Every day feels like a struggle, and I’m just so tired. I never thought I’d end up like this when I came here. I want to feel better, but I don’t even know where to start. It’s like I’m drowning and can’t find the surface

I'm a college student. Back in high school, I went through a really tough time. My mother had a stroke, which affected my studies and my health, and I felt constant stress. On top of that, I was dealing with pressure to do well in entrance exams since my family couldn’t afford a private college, and I needed to get into a good government college. Those years were challenging, and I often argued with my parents. During that time, I also scratched myself on my arms, around my waist, and on my calves. Mostly, I scratched my arms, so I wore long sleeves, even in hot weather, and nobody ever noticed.

Since starting college, I've stopped scratching myself, but I still struggle with confidence and communication skills. Recently, though, something uncomfortable happened. I was on public transport, heading home from college, and I sat next to a guy from my class. I rested my arm on the window sill, thinking nothing of it since nobody had ever noticed my arms before. But he did, and right there in front of others, he started asking questions. Another guy nearby overheard, and he asking if I was feeling suicidal or needed to talk.It wasn’t that they were showing empathy. At first, I thought this would be over, and at worst, we’d just stop talking. I never imagined they would actually make things harder for me because of this.

Since then, that guy keeps bringing it up, laughing and asking me to show my arm in front of others. Today, as we were leaving class, he went in front of me and again started asking to see my arm. I don’t understand why he would want to make fun of me or make things difficult for me like this. I can’t really talk to anyone about it. None of my high school friends knew about this either, and I didn’t have the best relationships back then. But now, in college, I really don’t want everyone to know.

I feel like there’s nothing more humbling then trying to unalive yourself and waking up the next day with just pain and embarrassment from the fail. I’ve only seriously tried to end things myself twice, once when I was 12 and again when I was 16. I made a few non committal attempts before then just by being wreckless with my life when I was 9 and 15 but those didn’t count. I failed both the real times, first time I wasn’t actually trying to die I just wanted help so I took a few pills and called the suicide help line, then hung up after a few seconds bc I got scared and just went to sleep. Woke up the next morning completely fine no pain or anything and went to school feeling so embarrassed. The second time when I was 16 I definitely damaged something with the attempted overdose but other than the excruciating pain I woke up with I was still conscious so I told my mom I attempted and that I regretted it and needed to be taken to the hospital because I was worried I would really die that morning but my mom insisted I couldn’t go to the emergency room because I would get taken away to a mental hospital or something so I just had to thug out the pain, and deal with the embarrassment of knowing my mom knew I was being over dramatic and failed an attempt being an idiot.

It’s been a year and I haven’t attempted since then bc the pain from that was something serious and I’m surprised there’s no noticeable long term side effects. And although I’m not actively attempting to unalive and I haven’t SH since I was 14, I still kinda have those urges and I have nothing to look forward to or to ground myself to this reality. I don’t know how people deal with the suicidal thoughts n stuff. I promised myself I would at least try to make it to 18 though but after that I don’t know how I’ll make myself stay