I feel so completely alone right now. No one has ever loved me, except maybe my grandmother but I was never really around her much. I've never had anyone to be there for me or comfort me.
I am so hard on myself. Really I should be feeling happier these days. I have accomplished so much. In the past couple months I've quit smoking pot, quit drinking alcohol, started volunteering teaching adults to read, gone from living in filth i would be embarrassed to let a woman see to living in a fairly clean somewhat organized apartment, started playing open mic nights a few times which terrifies me, I have been connecting a tiny bit on a superficially friendly level with one of my roomates more, I even went on a date with a girl I met volunteering, even if she hasn't called me back about going out again except to text that shes too busy. Really I should be proud of myself and happy that I am making real progress getting over my issues. All I feel for myself is self hatred, how weak I am, how worthless I am for not having a job or career at age 27, I constantly tell myself all the things my family told me, that I am ugly as a person, weird, no one will like me, nothing I can do will ever be good enough for anyone, no one is ever going to want to be around me, that I will fail at everything I try including careers. Sometimes I can hear my brothers voice inside my head telling me these things.
The only time I feel any amount of self love at all is when I break down crying I feel so sad because it wasnt my fault how they treated me and that i was a good son and tried my best to make them happy and I didnt deserve their constant scorn and abuse.
I never used to think of suicide, I always just knew I was too strong for that but I am just so sick of hurting, I am so sick of trying so hard and being so alone and unfulfilled.
I don't even know why I'm posting this here, some support from people online is great, but it isnt real, it doesnt get me any closer to having anyone in real life care about me, no one here even knows me, they just know my issues.
I would love to have someone really care about me, to be there for me to comfort me like my parents should of but I would be so glad to just have people to hang out with and do anything with.
I am so hard on myself. Really I should be feeling happier these days. I have accomplished so much. In the past couple months I've quit smoking pot, quit drinking alcohol, started volunteering teaching adults to read, gone from living in filth i would be embarrassed to let a woman see to living in a fairly clean somewhat organized apartment, started playing open mic nights a few times which terrifies me, I have been connecting a tiny bit on a superficially friendly level with one of my roomates more, I even went on a date with a girl I met volunteering, even if she hasn't called me back about going out again except to text that shes too busy. Really I should be proud of myself and happy that I am making real progress getting over my issues. All I feel for myself is self hatred, how weak I am, how worthless I am for not having a job or career at age 27, I constantly tell myself all the things my family told me, that I am ugly as a person, weird, no one will like me, nothing I can do will ever be good enough for anyone, no one is ever going to want to be around me, that I will fail at everything I try including careers. Sometimes I can hear my brothers voice inside my head telling me these things.
The only time I feel any amount of self love at all is when I break down crying I feel so sad because it wasnt my fault how they treated me and that i was a good son and tried my best to make them happy and I didnt deserve their constant scorn and abuse.
I never used to think of suicide, I always just knew I was too strong for that but I am just so sick of hurting, I am so sick of trying so hard and being so alone and unfulfilled.
I don't even know why I'm posting this here, some support from people online is great, but it isnt real, it doesnt get me any closer to having anyone in real life care about me, no one here even knows me, they just know my issues.
I would love to have someone really care about me, to be there for me to comfort me like my parents should of but I would be so glad to just have people to hang out with and do anything with.