I feel so alone. My life just a repeat tape recorder of work, stress, occasional self love, then some self loathing.
I feel like there is no point.
This endless loop hurts
I’m not ugly, average weight , yet I feel so invisible and not desirable to decent males.
So many liars and idiots around.
Why do I want to live? Why do I still have hope? Why do I still go through the motions?
Beats me.
A hug. I need one.
I need an escape.
A life that makes me smile.
Some validation. Affection, intimacy, sex.
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This is where I’m at today. My rabbi said this morning to learn to thank HaShem for every breath and be happy no matter what. I am trying not to listen, but I know, I hope that I eventually will.
I’m sorry for your lonesomeness…it hurts!
I once heard a wise person say, “I’m learning to love myself. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”
What you’re saying used to be me too. I found this amazing thing called self-esteem. I’ve harnessed it to realized that I, too, can light up the small corner I’m in. But it isn’t easy, and takes constant self-reminding that all you need is yourself and the energy that makes the world go ’round (AKA – G-d).
All the best!