I was fine being lonely before until I met a girl that actually made me realise that I don't want to be alone anymore that i need someone to share memories with and that I have lots of love to give. But then again after an awkward falling out after I asked her and some other girls that I asked out, I once again got reminded that I'm unatractive(ugly) even tho I've been working on myself and improving drasticly. And still I can't get any attention from girls and I've talked to a few without any luck. Like I know I'm supposed to just live on enjoying myself but I can't. I can't even do the things I used to love to do, now they just feel like a temporary escape that aren't even effective anymore, everything just feels a little dull alone. And the fact that I might never find someone that loves me back is agonizing like Im 25 now and I've never even been kissed and I don't even want sex I just want love and it's just so depressing that I might never experience it, (as in towards me) because unfortunately I'm able to love. Like it's been 3 years since that girl and I'm still super lonely, like what am I supposed to do just keep distracting myself because I'm clearly in no luck with girls, even tho I'm described in most environments since highschool as a nice likeable guy.

I recently confided in an online friend that I've been having a hard time for various reasons. He accused me of purposefully seeing therapists who "weren't effective" and essentially blamed me for not being able to find the right therapist over the years. I have a demanding job, I travel a lot for work, I need my therapy appointments to be in the evenings or on the weekends, and I'm doing the best I can. I've switched therapists a few times in the last couple of years, and I haven't been able to find someone I really click with, which is frustrating. Cut me some damn slack.

This friend is probably coming from a good place -- I've known him for years -- but I'm overwhelmed with a lot of things happening at work and in my personal life, and I just wanted him to say, "I know, man. That sucks. I'm sorry you're dealing with that." I didn't need unsolicited advice about my therapy.

There's this pervasive attitude that, as men, we just need to figure shit out, pick ourselves up by our bootstraps, and press forward. And that's fine. I can do that 95 percent of the time, but even when I seek emotional support from people, they're usually not willing to provide it. My ex ended our engagement a few years ago, and I've been kind of struggling emotionally since then.

Thanks for reading this post, if you've read this far. Just wanted to vent.

I’ve had chronic testicular pain for years and no doctor can figure it out and I also have other various weird pains all along the left side of my body. It feels like my left testicle is twisted but it’s not torsion and I’ve had every test and treatment you can think of done. I can’t take it anymore.

It is time for our Saturday check-in.

What went well, what didn’t? What got better, what got worse? What made you happy or sad? What made you laugh or cry this week?

I'm heavily rely on my family to do stuff for me and always wish they are beside me but honestly I'm trying to become independent on my own. Because of this I've hard time getting out the house. I wanna do normal things like everybody else does like going to job, college, errands. But I'm just always feeling scared and ashamed of real world. I don't know, I just feel like I'm not this smart capable aware person. It's because of anxiety and lack of exposure that made me feel this way

ptsd and being mentally a guy NSFW and some positivity.

Yesterday a buddy of mine complimented my haircut and i have been riding off that still...normalize complimenting eachother and being decent

Hi, a girl that kind of liked me in college. I did not talk to her cause I was too focused on a competitive exam. Also, I was way poor then her. So thought I neither have time nor money to be with her. I got severely depressed because of her.

Fast forward 4 years later, I moved abroad for my masters. Complete it last sep. Looking for a job for last 5 months applied to 600+ jobs. Messaged her 2 weeks, she ghosted me after initially replying about a week ago. Also, I have got only 3 interviews in 5 months. 1 have rejected me in first round. After trying for 3 months, I got an interview for 2 new companies. 2nd one did not go well so I am not looking upto it. 3rd one, recruiter just reposted the job posting yesterday. I really worked hard for it. It took me 1 month of preparation to give 2 interviews there. I am confident that he will also reject me tomorrow. I will update on this post.

I have never had fun in my life. I am just grinding since I was born. I sacrificed everything that I had my time, energy, emotions. Even after this I am always rejected. No one loves me.

I only had one gf in my life in high school for 3 months, I never kissed or even touched her. After our breakup she had a new bf in 10 days. I saw her kissing that dude within 1 month of their relationship. 😭 It would have been way better if I was single forever. Why me god why? I try to be nice with everyone still. I work my ass off. I do everything that I can do that is in my hands.

Nobody ever contacts you first, you’ve never had romantic experiences nor girlfriend in your life, your work or effort in anything in life is never appreciated, you are always either forgotten or ignored, you are treated like just another statistic. Nobody actually cares about you. You are desperate because you want answers to your problems but cannot seem to find them or you know how to fix some of your problems but the solution is currently out of reach. Your problems have been going on for years, the longer they go on, the worse it gets. People sense your desperation or can somehow spot all your problems or flaws, then they slowly abandon you thus making everything worse. It seems nobody will help you, or if they do then the help you get is a lie, something you’ve already tried or even whether unintentionally or intentionally, the help or advice you get can harm you or make the problems ever worse. You have one major problem such as loneliness, but you also have several other problems, there are some problems you know about, and some you cannot pinpoint exactly what is wrong. I can go on, but is this an experience for most men here? Just several problems you have in life, and you’re just scrambling to find solutions for?

Hi guys! I'm relatively new to this sub but very much interested in issues around men's mental health. A little about me, I'm 42, divorced, I live in Toronto with my 5 year old son. I'm currently in grad school doing my masters degree in social work. My main area of research is middle aged men and mental health, as well as just men's mental health in general. I have struggled with depression and anxiety most of my life and just reading through this sub, I've definitely found myself in a lot of the places everyone here has described.

I have a wealth of knowledge to share both from my professional and academic background as well as my own personal experiences. I also have a lot to learn from the experiences of the men in this group. I'm hoping to share some of my experiences and knowledge in the hopes that it will help some of you and that my professional training might be useful for some of you that are struggling right now.

To that end I'd love to know what are some of the topics people in this group would like to know more about? What are some things you want to learn and how can I help us as a group learn those things together? I'm really hoping I will be able to learn just as much from all of you as I'm able to impart my knowledge on the group.

i posted this somewhere else but deleted it out of shame. i feel you guys may understand a little better.

for the record, i don't believe i can truly hate women. which is to say i don't see them as lesser, i can't bring myself to be hateful towards them the way incels are. in fact, i've tried -- ignorance is bliss, trying to be moral exerts a lot of a person's energy, but even by joining incel forums, i felt disgust and anger at those incels, not at the women.

my mother and father were pretty unstable. my father was a sick man, constantly dealing with some physical illness that caused him to be irritable and distant. i think he would try to be there for me but he never could be -- he'd always lash out at me or something else, and it resulted in a strained relationship.

my mother was a mentally ill woman who would act unstable and just genuinely delusional. she would break things if i made a tiny mistake, she told me it was forbidden to speak to women -- which i internalized to gain her and my father's affection and approval -- would use me as an emotional crutch, and ANY FUCKING TIME i tried being open, she guilt tripped me, telling me how me being open made me weak, how she has it worse. it was the fucking suffering olympics.

i've spent a majority of my life not speaking to women. since i was a child, i was alienated from them, both due to religion, but also for reason i don't know. it'll sound petty, but back in elementary school, i would watch as all the other boys would get attention from girls, being able to play with them, while practically everyone of them looked at me with disgust. i still remember the exact facial expressions, and i don't know what i did wrong.

i got rejected by a girl, and learning that the boy was white made me obsess over my race. i began hating myself for being brown, hating my own race, essentially. i'd obsess over how i looked, what to improve.

the only other instance where i've been close to a woman came later. she was someone from my elementary school i never spoke to, but she took interest in me for reasons i don't understand. she told me that she'd be there for me, hooked me in knowing how desperate i was to be seen. she flirted with me, showed she liked me, led me on, and eventually sent a pic of her with a shirtless guy, talking about how she was waiting for him to break up with his girlfriend this whole time. when i told her how fucked it was, she called me a creep.

the last notable thing i remember was another instance where i felt another man was superior than myself. he was this fucking dirtbag who would cheat on his girlfriend and would talk about it out loud, yet had friends who were girls, and was seen favorably by most. we get partnered up in a class along with some other people, and we had a new student who happened to be a girl. this guy starts commenting on her body, and it irks me, so i tell him that it's fucking nasty to talk like that. guess what? everyone looked at me like i was the creep, not him, including the girls in the group.

i've had way too much happen in between all this that i can't remember. i've been thrown aside by girls who i thought liked me, used for my attention, all of my emotions completely invalidated and told i was weak. i wish i could have lived up to my father.

i try to have good intentions but it all ends up the same. i'm supposed to somehow believe women don't like men who are toxic, domineering, etc? i know i don't deserve a reward for "doing the right thing", but i get shunned for it? i get used for being vulnerable? at this point, seeing guys make fucked up jokes that take jabs at women makes me laugh, but i know it's morally wrong.

but at the same time, you expect me to not resent women when they've been like this all my life? any time a woman gets close, which only happens online, i push her far away, because i feel like they have an innate nature that i don't want to be close to, that they'll see me as inferior and be disgusted by me. what do i do?

I will start off by saying this is something I am working on in therapy. Sadly therapy is an hr a week and never feels like enough time.

I don’t feel attractive to my partner I feel unwanted and at times like a roommate. I also struggle in life with feeling validated by my job, family or others.

I have grown up as a care taker and spent my entire life taking care of others. Now I feel burnt out , overwhelmed and like I have no value.

How do I change this mindset? I’m

I realize the solution to my sexual desires and frustration is not getting married and satisfying my horniness, I have to make myself content and not in need of sex, romance and intimacy all the time. As in, even if I get married and have to live without constant regular sex and sexual intimacy for the rest of my life while being married, I have to be happy and content and not resentful.

It's because vast majority or nearly all women hate and detest being sexualized and objectified even by their own husbands and partners. I can't even begin to tell you how many posts I have read on Reddit about women hating being sexualized by their partners, how they can't even change clothes without being sexualized by their partners, how they are sexualized at every opportunity, how every thing is taken as an opportunity to have sex, how they hate being ogled at and how they hate being groped by their husbands.

I mean, I am not gonna expect women (i.e wife) to sacrifice their boundaries and comfort for my own lust. I admit with 100% awareness I'm a perverted creep who sexualizes and objectifies women and I should rather go kill myself for sexualizing women than get married and have my wife resent me or make any other woman uncomfortable with my sexualization and not lowering gaze.

Basically I have to become a stoic warrior who's content with the possibility of never having sex or any sexual thing ever again and still be happy and still love my hypothetical wife even if she hates being sexualized and hates me wanting sex and sexual stuff all the time.

What the title says.

So, this is about politics. Feel free to comment, but please be open minded. But goddamn the doomposting I see basically everywhere about Trump Winning is making me lose it, and I am not even American. And yesterday it felt like it was following me everywhere. Try to find a funny video? I see a repost of a person I follow dearly talking about Trump. My brain looks at it and like...It was basically a video comparing Trump winning to fucking Hitler of all things. (They talked a bit about the TikTok unban and how they gave credit to Trump despite the fact that he was not president when Tiktok was banned AND unbanned, and then they said that when Trump won, they were in Germany, and how people in Germany said that they were in trouble. Almost as if they saw how their history happened and they were trying to stop America from following the same footsteps.). A part of my brain goes "Okay, Trump sucks, but he doesn't suck THAT much. That's too far.", while the other part is freaking the fuck out. And I SWEAR, yesterday it felt like news about Trump were following me whenever I go. I am not one to listen to the news often, but he. Kept. Appearing.

I just...Need someone to tell me something uplifting. I dunno, talk about their plans for the future, somehow that always soothes me. Or just tell me everything's going to be alright or just not as bad as it seems. I feel myself sinking into despair...And for what?! Even if it ends up being as bad as I think it will be, what good does it just stand quiet shivering and waiting for the worst? I am normally the one to try to keep others grounded, to ease their fears just a bit, but now I am failing at easing myself and it fucking SUCKS.

I think I'm a good person. I'm always trying to do better. I'm always trying to help out the best that I can. And I don't think I do it for personal gain. I think I just know what it's like to feel absolutely worthless. And despite all the shit I've been through I still keep the same values. I'm starting to question why I even still do it though.

I'm treated like shit. I make decisions/ sacrifices that hurt me in the end. I'm still a piece of shit at times. I have nobody if I really think about it. I guess I'm just pissed that the worst people seem to have the most.

The nice car, the hot wife, the kids, the house, the money etc... of course I have some of these things but it took more work for me to get these things than it did for the other assholes I grew up with.

I don't really know what I'm trying to say, it's been a really long week. I guess I wish we lived in a world where I didn't feel like I was wasting my time for doing good.

I feel like I'm wasting so much time wanting something that I'm not even ready for. As time passes it becomes more and more difficult for me to stay in the present. I'm constantly thinking about the future. The past is no longer something I can recognizem.

I feel like crying even though I'm 27 now and I feel like I've wasted 8-10 yrs of my life just worrying and living in fear. Today marks 3 years of being in community college but I still have no degree. I have no proper job experience, I'm not driving and have no friends in real life. I constantly feel fear shame and anxiety. My thoughts seem to control me. So many times all I think about is going outside the house and getting a job and going back to college and take driving lessons but I'm so scared and I have zero confidence. I feel mentally exhausted from overthinking and worrying. I truly feel like a letdown to my family. I'm not contributing financially. 😓

I'm so sad for my fellow men who are so broken and alone.

The men who never had a good father to help make them strong.

The men who fall in love with women only to never be loved back or to see them fall in love with someone else because they lack the confidence to ask them out.

Its so sad that so many men feel so worthless they feel like they cannot ever find love in their lives.

When I read so many men's sad stories it's just so damn sad and heartbreaking and it makes me depressed for a while.

Its so easy to slip and fall to the cracks as a man.

I sometimes wish I could just be reaper and just tell men they can rest now and it's over.

Constant depression and pain your whole life is not right guys.

Men even if you're not Chad, or oozing confidence or have charisma/sense of humor or anything of what an "ideal" man should be, I just want to say you are still valuable and you matter ❤️

So I just started my new job today. My first day, while just doing training videos, was utter hell on me. My boss and his assistant say they are practically going to work the hell out of me and that I should be prepared. My last job was the same type of job as the one I have now (automotive mechanic) and I damn near killed myself. Management actively hated me, the workplace was cancerous at best and I was overworked and severely underpaid. The omnipresent feeling of drowning while everyone watches is pretty much how I felt.

I almost feel like I have freaking PTSD for working in an automotive shop because of how much stress, overworking and toxicity existed in all the shops I’ve worked at. Right now I feel like I’m at the end of my rope. I have tried 3 other repair shops of varying size and ownership. They were all hell.

Right now this shop is shaping up to be another round of me being overwhelmed and suicidal at all working hours and I don’t think I can deal with it anymore. I’ve decided that if by the end of next week, if things aren’t good, I’m quitting. I just feel so stressed, overwhelmed and drowning in doubt. I feel like an imposter since I have all my certifications, but not the vast experience people want, despite making that clear. I feel trapped and like I should just kill myself now to just get it out of the way with.

I am 17m and 5,5 and I just can’t stand my height. I am reminded of it every single day and I just can’t handle it anymore. My freind make fun of me, girls make fun of me, and even my own siblings. I try to laugh it off but every single time someone mentions it a little part of me on the inside dies. I just can’t do it anymore, this has been insecurity of mine since I was 11. I have been going to the gym for the last year and have gotten pretty fit But I still hate how my body looks. I can’t post or take pics of my full body because of how small I look. I just can’t seem to grow and I have tried everything. I wanna do leg lengthening surgery but it costs too much. I don’t know what to do anymore. I have fixed all aspects of my life, my face, my hair, my grades, money but I just can’t seem to get over this hump and I don’t think I ever will. I just don’t know what to do anymore I am so tired of hating something I can’t control.

I hate how chronic loneliness can in a sense give you rejection sensitivity. Where U look for the most subtle and minute detail that a person doesn't actually have the intentions they are showing on the surface. Most of the time it's blown out of proportion and wrong. Even selfish at times to assume because U aren't even aware of the signs of distrust you're exhibiting.

Which makes it very very hard to make genuine friendships and get relationships. The odds are really against some of us.

It's a self esteem issue though. Self esteem is the final boss it appears. How do I beat him? I'm tryna get rid of my body dyshmorphia

1. Speak Up for Mental Health Talk openly about your emotions – it’s okay to seek support. 🗣️
2. Stay Active, Stay Healthy Exercise regularly to boost your mood and reduce stress. 🏋️‍♂️
3. Prioritize Self-Care Make time for yourself, even if it’s just 10 minutes a day. 🧘‍♂️
4. Set Realistic Goals Break down big goals into manageable tasks to reduce overwhelm. 🎯
5. Reach Out for Support Don’t hesitate to ask for help – it’s a sign of strength, not weakness. 🤝
6. Practice Mindfulness Take time to be present and practice gratitude daily. 🙏
7. Limit Social Media Cut back on social media to avoid negative comparisons. 📵
8. Sleep Matters Prioritize good sleep habits to improve both mental and physical health. 😴
9. Eat for Your Mind A healthy diet supports better mood and mental clarity. 🥗
10. Stay Connected Spend time with friends and loved ones to combat isolation. 🤗
11. Don’t Ignore Stress Recognize the signs of stress and learn healthy ways to cope. 🌿
12. Celebrate Small Wins Acknowledge your achievements, no matter how small. 🎉
13. Laugh More Humor is a natural stress reliever – find time to laugh each day. 😄
14. Set Boundaries Learn to say no and protect your mental space. 🚧
15. Get Outside Spend time in nature to clear your mind and improve mood. 🌳
16. Express Yourself Creatively Journaling or creative activities can help you process emotions. ✍️
17. Know Your Limits Recognize when you’re feeling overwhelmed and take a break. 🛑
18. Seek Professional Help Talking to a therapist can provide new perspectives and support. 🧠
19. Embrace Vulnerability Being open about your struggles is a sign of resilience, not weakness. 💪
20. Avoid Substance Abuse Stay mindful of your alcohol and drug consumption to protect your mental health. 🚫

26/01/25

I'm trying my best to be sober. I don't want to give my substance abuse all the credit but I can't deny its roll in my growth. I need to let go though, I no longer need this. I'm not the person I was last year, nor am I the person I was ten years ago.

I'm out of my mind right now, but for the last seven days I questioned whether or not I was right. I'm miserable under the influence and miserable sober. I made the most money I've ever made in my life last year all under the influence. I lived alone under the influence. I had friends for the first time in my life under the influence.

I'm still going to try again to stay sober. The hard part is deciding whether or not it's the right choice.

When I was younger, I had no problems getting girls to like me. But I was a young kid. Cute, funny, and most importantly still skinny. Right around Third grade I started gaining weight, also around the time I started to play more video games with my friends instead of going outside all the time. That’s when I began to notice girls showing less interest in me. I went from the one girls wanted me to like to then the one I wanted the girls to like me. I became the pursuer and not the pursued.

I still had some luck over the years in middle school and high school, it was harder but it was still possible. Keep in mind, I also went to a very small private school so options were more limited. However, it all came to a dead stop when one of my female friends told me that if I didn’t stop trying to date every girl in our class then she didn’t want to be my friend anymore. That hit me like a ton of bricks. I always pictured myself with someone, ever since I was a kid. It was my ideal of a perfect life, filled with happiness and sharing an unbreakable bond with my everlasting love. But that one, simple sentence she said made forced me to stop and look at what I was doing. I was hurting these girls I was trying to be with by forcing my image of perfection on them. I didn’t know what I was doing, I was still just a kid. But after I looked back, I could see what I was doing was wrong. That was my first real awakening in my life and I knew I needed to change.

Ever since then, I dedicated myself to improving myself. Throughout the rest of my 3 years in high school, I didn’t really have any success with girls even though I went to a new, still very small school. No one there really liked me, save for one but that’s a whole other story. I used that time to see what I didn’t like about myself and just knowing was a start in the right direction. Over the years I would see more things and fix them along the way, constantly tuning myself up on the inside. I was still a larger fellow and I wasn’t playing sports anymore so that didn’t help my weight situation. Once I got to a place I felt comfortable in who I am, I started trying to date again. I met a couple girls from work, but they didn’t work out, very short term and they usually ghosted me after a while. I started thinking I had more to work on. I wanted to become a better person, a more genuine guy, someone my younger self could look up too.

I’m in my late 20’s now, haven’t been on a date in years and those that I have been on were just one date experiences with no second. I’m still overweight, which is probably a “big” reason why I haven’t had as much luck, but I’m finally at a place where I like who I am, only to find that I’m now not enough. I do want to say, I didn’t work on myself to be more attractive for the ladies, I worked on myself to I could look at myself in the mirror and not hate the guy who looked back at me. I got there, eventually. I got through the suicidal thoughts, but the self-hate is something I still have to get better at. Loving myself has never been easy.

I’ve been single for so long I’ve been able to largely convince myself that I would be okay being single the rest of my life. I look around and see my friends in their relationships or marriages and some of them aren’t happy, or they’re struggling to make it work, or they’re getting divorced. I tell myself “almost 60% divorce rates, better stay away from all that” and maybe that would be a good idea but I can’t escape what my greatest fears is that I have: that crippling fear of not being good enough for someone else to love me. I’ve always had that fear, it’s why I was so interested in girls from a young age. I’ve been able to suppress it and bring it in check, but never destroy it.

So all that to say, what am I doing wrong? Am I just an asshole with a perfectionist complex of a life that doesn’t exist? I can accept that. I can also accept that I’ve used the women as my muses to construct an impossible fantasy that is unhealthy and toxic. Or am I just seeking what we all want in our hearts and I just don’t know who to be to get there? I think I’ve made myself into a good man, and now I’m looking for a good woman who can see and appreciate what work I’ve put into myself but the older I get, the more that dream I keep chasing seems to be getting further and further away… I’m open to any and all criticisms so let me have it. I hope this reaches at least one person…

At 168 CM, I can only hope that a sudden growth spurt will hit me, otherwise most of my life will be significantly harder than it could’ve been otherwise.

As I am almost 18 in 9 months, and have recently grown an extra 1.5 cm’s, I like to believe that this is the beginning of a growth spurt and I will eventually grow to surpass at least a 173 cm’s, though that is wishful thinking.

I want to state that, while my height isn’t a terribly debilitating factor, my general body composition, facial structure and even my head size seem to contribute to a very childish and unattractive frame.

To start, my face is simply very feminine with nothing really to it. It’s not just the fact that I’m young, but rather an unresolved structural issue, with a lack of any bone mass and a very curvy round, small chin and a very small face.

This is already an issue, as I notice that people overall, especially women seem to take me less seriously, and I’m not treated on an equal wavelength to other boys way taller than myself with more attractive, and if not more attractive, at least more mature faces.

Obviously, I wouldn’t call myself ugly by any means, but my face doesn’t really have anything to it, with a lack of any definition or contours, with something that would be more suited for a middle aged man seeking out a twink boy, not a woman. By this I mean that I simply look younger than I really am, and there is a good chance that I will age terribly, especially considering the fact that most of my family balds extremely early into their late twenties on both sides.

What irritates me further is my smaller than average head size. Not long ago, I noticed that my brother, who is now 28, whom I am 2 cm taller than, has shoulders much lower than my own, with a body that is a lot shorter and would theoretically make him 2 inches shorter than me. However, his head size seems to fill out his general proportions and he looks bigger + taller than myself. This means that if I had an average size head, I’d likely be 5’7 plus.

My small head, small hands and childish proportions alone makes me look shorter and a lot smaller than he is when I’m not standing next to him, and I actually look younger and less developed in proportion to my height, more so than people my height or shorter despite actually having broader shoulders. My small skull shape essentially infantilises me and makes me look like a 12 year old depending on the angle.

While this sounds ridiculous for people that don’t tend to overanalyse themselves and overlook just how significant the visual perception other people have of you can be, to me it’s quite apparent that looking like an underdeveloped fetas is not particularly beneficial when it comes to dating and simply fitting into a group of people within your age group without facing mockery and jokes, such as being called a fetal alcholoid or being told that I look 15 constantly.

While I can imagine a below average women resorting to me, I have difficulty imagining an attractive woman actually wanting to go out with someone who would not only make her look bad, but also pales in comparison to the other people she has access to who tend to be not just taller but with a higher social status.

Most girls that I am attracted to would assume me to be two grades below them and would most definitely not find me appealing, and this is proven by my personal experience, where girls tends to talk to me with an overly high pitched, almost condescending/contempt filled tone, never checking me out, never approaching me, and when I talk to them, they tend to respond with one word answers while barely even acknowledging my existence as a potential partner.

I would do basically anything simply to have an attractive girl in my arms, have them laugh, feel that they truly love and care about me. But the odds are technically very low. Only around 25% of girls state that they would date a man below the height of 5’7, and around 20% of those tend to be above average or high average looking. That would essentially mean that the chances can be anywhere from 5% to maybe even 2%, especially in the modern dating culture and the shallow mentality within my age group.

I would certainly not want to be caught dead next to a girl I am not attracted to, as it is simply in my biology to want someone who signals health and beauty. I simply cannot imagine how I could ever have that. Even the most average looking girls tend to date at least average height men, and men my height are often with very unattractive and overweight women.

So I have been on anti-depressants for years, at least 7-8-9 years cant remember the exact amount.

First it was sipralexa wich didnt hinder my sex drive but I couldnt cum anymore, if I had sex 10 times I came like 2 maybe 3 times after 30+ minutes.

It was exhausting for me and my partner.

Now im on wellbutrin since 2019 and I have been having a lot of issues with gaining or maintaining a boner.

Sometimes I gain a boner but its gone after a minute or after 10 seconds when I allow my mind to wander.

And sometimes I dont get a boner.

my docter prescribed me tadalafil for sex and that works and cumming is 50/50 with wellbutrin.

Was wondering if this is normal on this medication and if theres something I can do to counteract that while staying on the meds?

I know this maybe sounds so weirdly specific. But I just have nobody to talk to. I just want to vent. I know it would probably make me feel good. It’s just that nothing in life is ever static. Danger is always a possibility. Bad things can always happen. I’m kind of a hermit, and a smaller guy with a very cute appearance. Essentially, I feel like I’m the freshest meat any bad actor would ever see in his entire life, and I’ve struggled with this dichotomy of being very physically appealing, but non masculine my whole life. I have a lot of free time, and I make pretty decent money already, but just occupying my time and making even more money I think would make me feel much more emotionally satisfied. I only leave my apartment like for maybe 5 hours a week.