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I've made posts in the past about 'My Story' but have never really got fully into it. As I sit here, unable to sleep, wondering what I can actually do with my life, I thought I'd write this to get it off my chest. I’ll break it down, bit by bit.
About Me
My name is Scott, I’m 23 & Single. I’m unemployed and currently living with my family.
Job
I had a good office job for over 2 years. Big company, but I got on with everyone. 2 promotions later, I was bored. I needed a change. An opportunity came my way so I took it. This didn’t work out, and I quit after 1 day. It’s something I regret to this day. Who knows if it was the right decision. It did mean I had to lose my flat/apartment, and gain debt though.
Friends
Don’t exist. Earlier in the year, I had a great group of friends. All of which I’ve lost. I’ve tried getting back in touch to become close, but it won’t happen. I used to be great at making friends online. As I’ve got older, this has become a lot harder. I find it harder to trust. Even though those friends are there for me, they’re not actually ‘here’ for me. I hate it.
Love
As above, I’m single. In real life I’m shy, not confident in the slightest. The only time I’ve ever slept with someone is if I’ve been extremely drunk etc. I’ve never had a girlfriend I’ve been able to hold/kiss/love. I’ve tried long distance relationships in the past, but they’ve never worked. Most have went on to find people who live closer, others just vanish from the face of the earth/lose contact. For someone so confident/flirty online, it’s pathetic. One gal made me feel really special about myself, and I think I loved her. It never would of happened though. The word beautiful was an understatement.
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The result of this makes me feel empty inside. I post a fair bit telling people to be more positive. I’m trying this myself, but it’s easier said than done. I stay up till early hours of each night, trying to make friends on here/various sites to no effect. I aim to help others before helping myself. Making someone smile, then crying yourself to sleep should not be how you live your life.
I’ve attempted suicide a few times before. Not that I want to die. I’m not pro living either. I just feel empty. I feel nothing.
I’m fed up of pretending to be something I’m not.
I’m fed up of this.
Scott
About Me
My name is Scott, I’m 23 & Single. I’m unemployed and currently living with my family.
Job
I had a good office job for over 2 years. Big company, but I got on with everyone. 2 promotions later, I was bored. I needed a change. An opportunity came my way so I took it. This didn’t work out, and I quit after 1 day. It’s something I regret to this day. Who knows if it was the right decision. It did mean I had to lose my flat/apartment, and gain debt though.
Friends
Don’t exist. Earlier in the year, I had a great group of friends. All of which I’ve lost. I’ve tried getting back in touch to become close, but it won’t happen. I used to be great at making friends online. As I’ve got older, this has become a lot harder. I find it harder to trust. Even though those friends are there for me, they’re not actually ‘here’ for me. I hate it.
Love
As above, I’m single. In real life I’m shy, not confident in the slightest. The only time I’ve ever slept with someone is if I’ve been extremely drunk etc. I’ve never had a girlfriend I’ve been able to hold/kiss/love. I’ve tried long distance relationships in the past, but they’ve never worked. Most have went on to find people who live closer, others just vanish from the face of the earth/lose contact. For someone so confident/flirty online, it’s pathetic. One gal made me feel really special about myself, and I think I loved her. It never would of happened though. The word beautiful was an understatement.
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The result of this makes me feel empty inside. I post a fair bit telling people to be more positive. I’m trying this myself, but it’s easier said than done. I stay up till early hours of each night, trying to make friends on here/various sites to no effect. I aim to help others before helping myself. Making someone smile, then crying yourself to sleep should not be how you live your life.
I’ve attempted suicide a few times before. Not that I want to die. I’m not pro living either. I just feel empty. I feel nothing.
I’m fed up of pretending to be something I’m not.
I’m fed up of this.
Scott