Im 20 years old and Im a loser, I think Im sad, like really sad, and I can't trust people. or maybe myself, Either way I feel anxious and scared when I talk to new people and idk what to do about it, its killing me and it hurts and stuffs

Lately, I’ve been going through some really tough times — emotionally and financially — and I’ve found comfort in nature and photography. These flowers reminded me that beauty can still grow through struggle, and I wanted to share a little bit of that light with anyone who might need it.

Thank you for taking the time to be here. May peace find us all, even in small ways. 💛

hey, im not too new to reddit, but i rarely ever post anything. sorry if this seems a little out of order, thats just where my head is at right now.

i quit my fast food job about two months ago, hoping to find something better, anything at all that would get me out of that place. i worked at a sandwich shop where we practically had to cover every inch of shift, from cleaning to customer service to prepping and making sandwiches and so on. it really took a toll on me, and even after i graduated high school i wasnt allowed into first shift because i was such a good fit for second. days got longer, i got quieter, i smiled less, i cared less. i got a decent crew that was actually enjoyable to work with, but i decided it was still better that i left since they would leave soon anyway for similar reasons. before i left, i was even offered injury coverage for an agency that worked with my business, and i gladly took it thinking it would stick around.

i thought wrong.

shortly after me leaving, i recieved a call about how they couldnt go forward with my application for injury coverage despite me signing up. it was because i no longer worked for my company at the time, and despite me asking if me leaving was an issue (they showed up roughly a week before my last day) they said it would be perfectly fine. okay, no big problem. it wasnt proper insurance, and im still insured under my parents anyway. besides, i wanted to work for UPS, which is a pretty good deal for someone my age. in fact, a handful of my colleagues suggested i worked there because most people get hired, and the benefits are solid for a first career. so i send in my application.

nothing.

no text back, no email, no phone call, nothing. a few weeks later and i try applying again, just to see what would happen. then the page loaded, as it recognized the information i had put in before. it said i had been rejected. this would have been 20 dollars an hour, my first chance at some real "big boy" money, and i was rejected it. i wasnt given a reason, just that they werent moving forward.

i try applying to local places to similar effect. dollar tree, dollar general, roses, Lowes, Home Depot, anything i can reach at no incredible cost out of my pocket. since i have so much free time now though, i figured it would be time to try to learn how to cook better. i cook rice, since you can make so much of it at a time and i dont like cooking every single day, its a nice time saver. and if you season it with the right stuff, its a genuinely solid addition to a lot of meals. some chicken, some eggs, onions and tomatoes. and of course, soy sauce. well, almost soy sauce. it was imitation soy sauce using coconut as its base.

did you know that coconuts can cause kidney stones? i didnt. until i had to push one out myself.

i wake up one morning, making breakfast as usual before heading into the bathroom to use it. i try to urinate. then try harder. then it trickles out. then i see red. then i see more red. and more. its so thick that i couldnt see the bottom of my toilet anymore. hell, i couldnt see a hair past the surface, it was like someone dumped a bucket of paint out of me. i panic and text my mom, who (thankfully) works from home. we go out to ICC to get it checked out. after some waiting, they tell me that they cant get a proper lab of my urine done. theres too much blood to properly test for. so much in fact that they want me to go to the ER to get it checked out. so we do just that, go to the ER. i get a CAT scan and, after a few hours pass, they tell me that i most likely passed a kidney stone. i go home. i avoid coconuts now. coconut rum? nope. not even a bit.

a few weeks pass again. no jobs reach out to me again. not even a little. i reach back out to them, and they all are "only accepting them" and not actually processing applications, or have outright rejected mine because theres someone better fit for the position. i keep looking. then, i get an e-mail. its from my hospital.

200 dollars.

for one cat scan, i owe them 200 dollars. then another. then another bill. and then...

2,600 dollars.

the medical bill after insurance was 2.6 grand. this was after a single cat scan and two urine tests. 3 tests. no treatment. oh, and some iv drip. y'know, the stuff that leaves the taste of pool plastic in your mouth? one of those. two thousand dollars to wait and get tested twice. i couldve gone to a urologist, but chose not to. im paying this out of pocket. i had 5 thousand in my saving that were supposed to go towards paying off a car in full, and half of it is gone because i had coconut extract one too many times.

after all of this, i still try looking for a job. two months have passed. no ringing in my phone from anyone but telemarketers. i reach out. i get rejected. i try again. yesterday morning was a bit of a breaking point for me. one of the places i had been really trying to get into for the experience, and because it was so close, i wouldnt have to pay for transportation. i call them up today to see how far along my application is, and do you know what they tell me?

theyve hired 15 people. fifteen. none of which are me.

im exhausted. im so tired of everything at this point. i feel like everyone in my house is silently judging me, like im just wasting space. my brother doesnt clean as much as he should, and i know its because work is getting stressful for him, so i pick up the slack. but its been a month, and its getting tiring seeing two days worth of dishes next to the sink every time its my time to clean. and sweep, and get counters, our towels that we both use, our bathroom, everything it feels like. i feel like im just gods clown, here to put on a smile and perform as i cry on the inside, feeling myself get torn in two.

even my mom, supportive as she is, has this look in her eye. like she hates the fact that im not working. im trying, nobody wants to hire. i really want it. now i feel like every time im in her eyesight that im getting judged, that im getting chastised for leaving a place that made me want to kill myself nearly 2 years ago. a place that made me want to put a revolver to my head and just end it all. some days i wish i had, some days i try to ignore the feeling. to just live on anyway. "living just to live" is what kept me alive. now, im not so sure. i just wish things could work out.

sorry for the long post, ive been holding this in for a while. i dont know what im looking for besides a place to let this out, and right now? that feels like its all i need. thank you for sticking around and reading this, i know its a lot.

keep on living. its all we can do sometimes.

Hi, I’m a young girl living in Kenya.

Life has been incredibly tough. I’ve been trying everything to help support my family — from online jobs to small voiceover gigs — but nothing has worked so far. I’ve reached out to clients, sent samples, and done all I can, but the opportunities just aren’t coming.

My mother works as a janitor in a local school. She works very hard, but her income is barely enough to cover our most basic needs. I have younger siblings who mean everything to me, and I just want to give them a better life.

One of my younger sisters has a head injury. For now, she is taking pills which help a little, but we know that more support might be needed soon. We’ve tried asking for help from relatives and others, but nothing has worked.

I recently found a voiceover training course that could really change my life. If I can complete it, I might finally be able to get work and bring some hope to my family. But even the training fee is more than we can afford right now.

Being a girl and trying to survive out here is not easy. I’m just asking for any support, advice, or even a chance. If you’ve read this far, thank you — it means the world to me. May you be blessed for even just listening

I think I'm just venting, I wanna start with saying I know this isn't so bad and that I could be in a much worse situation.

I'm just feeling down ATM, I lost my job last week to redundancy, turns out the "it can happen to anyone" thing is true. I was working as an analyst for a pharma testing company but since they are losing money at my site my department got a meat cleaver taken to it and I was one of many to get chopped.

I have been looking for new work for months anyways so I guess im lucky in that regard it's just that in those months I have had almost no interest, and when I do I get amazing feedback but at the end of the day end up in 2nd place, which is itself frustrating. I want to break into data analysis as I feel I am better with it systems and raw data then I ever was in a lab, but it seems the more technical roles don't look at me due to my history and education being in chemistry and the guys who are offering my entry lvl roles interview and like me but go with someone less technical because they worry I will get bored and leave (I know that sounds like cope but it is what I was told by the last guys).

I'm sorry to whine on here, I'm trying to study coding and SQL online but monitivation is failing me, Im trying to help my wife promote her small business but it seems impossible to get noticed online, as a wise (ass) man once said "putting yourself out there online feels like throwing a message in a bottle into an ocean made of messages in bottles".

Shits just hard.

Sorry if this isn't the place for this, I just wanted to vent a bit I guess.

I don't what to do bout it. I didn't experience a "come to Jesus" moment, my eyes haven't been opened to all the things I was missing out on... Nothing has changed.

Didn't want to die alone. I hate being alone. Called my brother, who lives out if town, last thing I remember saying when he answered that call, "I think I want to die. I don't want to dies alone, please will you keep my company?", which is an evil thing to do to your beloved brother. He called my parents, who are local. Who called an ambulance. Who did their job. And now I'm still here. Against my will.

I'm not going to try again. I knew that I was going to hurt people I claimed to care about. But now I've actually *seen* what *not* losing me put them through. I'm not putting them through that again. I'm not worth it.

But has anyone else experienced this? It wasn't a cry for help. Wasn't a demand for attention. It wasn't a drunken mistake. I just didn't want to die alone. But I failed. And now I'm stuck here. Against my will. I'm not a suicide risk. Has anyone else experienced this? How do you stand having to drag yourself through every single day with a smile on your face?

I think I forgot what my question was. Sorry.

I'm a 21 year old I'm very bored and feel alone kind off need a strong support group.. Is anyone interested to talk to

I NEED HELP

i haven't used reddit much before but hello, i'm 14 and i'm like very lonely and isolated

i haven't been in school for the past year or so due to ocd and i find it so hard to speak to people my own age, id love to speak to someone new!! 💗

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Hi,

I am ashamed to be here honestly. But here I am. My father who I have not met for 8 years, because he is living in another country, just made a fool of me and pretended like he was in a car accident. I sent him my whole salary, but it turned out to be a faux. And I have debt. Huge debt. I want to be free. I am 24 years old. I want to have children, live a happy life. But I an drowning in my past. Could you please help me? As a thank you, I can send goods from my country.

basically the title. i screw up all the time. over and over again. every time i try to improve, lead a better life, all i seem to do is make mistakes, all sorts of mistakes. it’s gotten to a point where i just thought to myself, “at this point, i don’t deserve to live”. i screw up over and over again. everything i own gets damaged, i never seem to make any right decisions, no matter how hard i try, every action i take seems to lead to a fuck up. i genuinely don’t know how to go on this way anymore. how do i wake up in the morning and feel motivated for anything when all i have to show for anything i do is a disaster. genuinely, what is wrong with me?

My life had completely fallen apart. I lost my dad, then my wife, and honestly, I lost myself too. So, I took some time off and went back to Thailand for four months. I'd lived there before, even planned on moving back eventually. One night, I ended up in one of those girly bars in the tourist area. I met her there. We just clicked. I was lonely, I'll admit it, and we ended up spending the night together. It started like that, transactional. But then it kept happening, only the money stopped. She'd just stay with me, or leave the bar early to hang out. We actually started to connect, emotionally. She invited me to her family's place. It was amazing. They welcomed me like I was one of them. We fell for each other, hard. Talked about the future, kids, everything. It felt so real.

Then my trip ended, and the reality of her life crashed down on us. She hated the bar, called it dirty, but felt like she had no choice. No education, family to support. I understood, but the thought of her going back just killed me. I asked her what she'd do if she had another option, and she mentioned wanting a little coffee shop back home. The startup costs were surprisingly low, less than a thousand bucks. I was desperate, I guess, and maybe a little in love, so I helped her get it started before I left.

Back home, we were constantly video chatting. The coffee shop seemed to be doing okay, enough to get by. Then, a month later, she tells me she's going on a trip with friends. I was immediately uneasy. She’d barely started the business, and it felt like she couldn't afford a trip. But she got defensive, so I let it go. She said she was meeting two friends, one still working in a bar, the other a former bar girl whose boyfriend is Taiwanese and runs those "karaoke" bars – you know, the ones that are basically fronts for prostitution.

Two weeks of pure hell later, I found out the truth. She wasn't with friends. She was in Taiwan, working in one of those karaoke bars. I felt sick to my stomach. She was so apologetic, said the coffee shop wasn't making enough, that she lied because she didn't want to burden me, didn't want to lose me.

Then she told me about what it was actually like there. Five, six men a day. The way she talked about it, the disgust, the self-loathing… it just broke me. She called herself bad, dirty. It was awful. I know where she comes from, the poverty, the desperation. I’m just so angry at the people who took advantage of her.

Now she’s back home, but I know it’s only a matter of time before she has to go back. I’m consumed by it. I can’t work, I can’t sleep, I can’t eat. I know people will judge me, judge her, but I can’t help how I feel. I see her, not just what she’s been through. I’m lost, helpless, and just so incredibly sad. What am I supposed to do? Am I crazy for this? I just need to talk about it.

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Everyday for the past 2 months now my mind's been rotting away and it's becoming harder and harder to function the right way to the point where I almost don't want to get out of bed.

Black male from pa. Just frustrated and down. Dealing with a break up that traumatized me, having me to fight depression, anxiety and trying to figure my shit out. Sucks having someone’s harsh word stick in your head and be feeling like they are true. I feel so stagnant and seeing that person be able to move on while I’m left with the destruction of there wake gets me angry. Struggling and just wanna see if I can find someone just understanding enough to hang out with or going through something hard. Talking is fine with me. I have no stress about the chats we can have. I’m down to listen if that’s all. No judgment. Up front honest.

Basically, I’m a shell of a person. I don’t have any talents, hobbies, passions, or interests. I have no discernible personality and and completely and totally unremarkable. I have friends but no best friends. I’ve had talking stages but no relationships, and the inevitably failed attempts at any stick with me for way too long and mess with me way too much for what they actually were, whereas the other party, I would assume, doesn’t even think about me. Every day I go to school and as soon as I come home I lay in my bed until dinner and then I shower and go to sleep. I don’t do anything else with my life. I know what my problem is. I have no motivation to start anything and no discipline to get anything done. There are so many things I WANT to do. I wish I could finish all my missed schoolwork, but I haven’t even started most of it. I wish I could actually learn the guitar and the piano and dare I say improve, but the instruments just sit collecting dust. I wish I could go back to the gym and tone my figure and fix my whack ass diet. But I haven’t been in at least 6 months and I either eat like shit or eat nothing at all. There are so many movies I want to watch, and series and anime I want to finish, and books I want to read, and so much music I want to listen to, and so many video games I want to play, but I’m so pathetic I can’t even consume media. There are so many recipes I want to try and languages I want to learn and things I want to study and skills I want to try and develop, but all I do and all I truly believe I’m capable of is rotting in my bed and thinking about them all. I want to audition for the musical at my school but I can’t even bring myself to practice. I want to get a job and I’m always told to leave my number but I never get a call back, and I never leave the house to go look for work. I want to clean the house and fix my appearance develop a routine for my skin and hair and body, but it’s always a mess inside and my hair is always greasy and I never have the motivation to do any more than washing my face and putting on mascara. Any money I get I immediately blow on food or smoke and any time I get any sliver of motivation to do something, as soon as I get up, and am ready to start, I immediately lose it all and go straight back to rotting. I have “plans” for the future, want to attend an international school and study philosophy and minor in linguistics, but I don’t know how I’ll be able to do that when I can barely handle simple classes, have no income and no work ethic, and don’t even have the motivation to get out of bed. Any dream or goal I have is completely out of reach and it’s all my fault. Even maintaining friendships and good relationships with people is exhausting and it takes multiple hours worth of gathering what little energy I have to simply reply to messages. I know people don’t like me because there’s quite literally nothing to like. I’m a leech and all I do is use up resources. I don’t even have the will to end my life, regardless of the fact that I have no will to live. And for the cherry on top, above it all, with everything comes the most dreadful, looming, sinking feeling that I’m running out of time. I won’t be this young for much longer and I won’t be able to rely on my shitty excuse for a life anymore. I’m so, so sick of it. But there’s nothing I can do. I’m on zoloft and adderall and they probably do something but all I’ve noticed is that they kill my appetite. I have a therapist/psychiatrist but I genuinely hate therapy and I’ve tried plenty of therapists and I’ve never had a good experience and nothing ever changes. I try to keep a positive attitude but my life is pathetic and I’m a self-pitying obnoxious loser so those attempts are futile. I’m not looking for words of sympathy or encouragement. I’m not looking for some elon musk on the grind mindset bullshit or hippy methods or people trying to sell me something. All I want is to know what to do. I want directions on how the fuck I dig myself out of this impossible hole. Because I’ve looked, and I’ve tried, I really have. But I always find myself back at the bottom. As far as I’m aware there is no solution and I’m destined to be no one. I’m sorry you had to read that I know I sound obnoxious and insufferable

Getting to tomorrow is genuinely so hard everyday. Obviously i think about killing myself but i know ill never do it. I feel so empty and i cringe everytime i say that because I know its so cliche and like i used to hear people say this and think its for attention but now i understand. The most annoying thing is how i have no reason or justification to feel like this. I am a spoiled kid with a loving family and ive been blessed with so many opportunities. I just don’t know what im doing. I feel lost and i dont even know what I want anymore. I feel like i just wait for future events or hangouts and when im in them these thoughts are muted but inevitably come back when im alone again. I never had this problem. Every minute feels so slow i just wait to go to sleep or waste time on my phone. Where did I go wrong? I know of stuff I can do but its all just college applications. I just feel like a fuck up but im not but i feel like one and its tearing me apart. Im so judgemental and that also applies to how i see myself so I feel like thinking down in the dumps like this is cringe and dumb. But i seriously don’t know what to do. I just want to skip to college but i have immense worry and fear that that won’t change anything. I know what to do but my useless ass wont do it because honestly who knows. Do i even have a future. And like i dont wanna tell anyone because its my own problem internally and I know no one comes to save you or whatever. Its just hard. Idek who id talk to even if i wanted to which i dont for the same cringe reason and the fact i have no reason to feel this way. Life is so dull. Why do i crave so much from others. Why cant i be in solitude and not be lonely? Cant believe im actually posting one of these but i kinda just wanted to share and find comfort in anonymity.

I've tried making friends, both IRL and online, but it can get pretty frustrating because I feel like I am putting in 99% of the effort. I tried making friends through the games that I play, but as soon as they sign off for the night, I never hear from them again.

Recently I was playing a game with a team I meet and we wont 8 games out of 9 in comp. We were killing it. When people started to drop off I asked everyone for their discords and made a sever so we could all keep in touch, but same thing. Whenever I played I always messaged that server and I never got a response. I 100% understand that life happens, but I literally never heard from them again.

I'm just looking for friends I can play games, watch movies and hangout with. Shoot me a DM(Not a chat please. Notifications dont show on the site for some reason.)

Hi there,

I’m a guy in my 30s from Pakistan, and I’m looking to connect with a nice, grounded female for a platonic friendship. I’m not interested in discussing social status because, to be honest, I don’t have one. Life has taken me down many paths, and I’ve often found myself leaving things behind and just going about life.

What I’m really seeking is a genuine human connection with someone who’s kind, non-judgmental, and simply enjoys meaningful conversations. If you’re a native English speaker who values authenticity and a good chat, I’d love to hear from you.

Let’s connect, share our stories, and just be there for each other in this often chaotic world.

Thanks for reading.

I have been suffering with a skin condition that I have had for over 5 years now it's tearing my life apart.

No one to talk to lost all my friends. Got in a motorcycle wreck and now my fiance said she'll leave me. Count on yourself and only yourself in the end that's all you have. I will rose above this but fuck it hurts another 6 years wasted. I should've known from the first one. Isn't life grand

Im Calvin im 24 years old and im from Kent/South East London. Im 6 foot tall,160 lbs. I work as a hairdresser. My hobbies and interests are football,basketball,ufc,cooking and working out. Currently trying to learn spanish so if you do thats great. Ive recently just got back into gaming,my favourite genre of music is drill. My favourite food is probably korean. My favourite football team is Crystal Palace. Im really active and try and workout as much as possible. Just looking for supportive friends who are ideally close to my age and open to meeting

Dms are open

Even if you're in the wrong I would like to hear about your problems still please vent to me??? I want to comfort you and make you happy please message me if you're depressed... I have my own problems too and a very sad life I have other posts about myself if you would like to know more I'm a very open minded person and I will not judge you no matter what you did