I’m almost 35 and realised is not going to happen. I will never become adult or reliable enough for any woman to take a glance at me. I’ll never fall in love or experience sex.
There must be a way to stop this feeling. People say hobbies but honestly I don’t like anything or i give up on everything. I don’t wanna try new things anymore.
Edit:
Especially when you choose to not have one.
I assure you even at the bottom of my deepest darkest depression, after 2 COVID deaths and suddenly finding myself a single father left alone with my son … I still CHOSE the isolation route.
It wasn’t the depression and everything else choosing, it was me acquiescing to the sweet sad embrace of it. It was cathartic but it was also drowning.
I don’t mean this to minimize, it is crippling and debilitating but it is still our choice. When you’re failing to choose to get up remember the choice is still yours and turn that into power for the next time.
Take a chance. The worst case scenario is you stop doing the thing you weren’t doing already.
Life is absurd, make your own meaning and your own purpose.
I’m sorry but that’s not possible.