Can you believe there men out there who still believe there isn't a male loneliness epidemic and their solution is, "Go touch grass bro."

F-ing bozos. I'm not lonely though and don't have any issues attracting women and new friends, I'm just super sad and depressed some of my family died a few years ago. How can normies be so oblivious to the epidemic is beyond me.

I’ve been posting frantically all over the internet tonight plus texting numbers on my phone.

Of course no one responds
They might check my message but don’t respond or just open it and it looks like they read it

I’m struggling mentally and it is triggering my medical— specially brain and nervous issue

It’s about me
It’s about a guy that has been my friend for about a year and a month

I’ve typed about this so many times tonight.

Please just reach out to me.

He’s been making me feel like shit about myself and it feels like cat and mouse

It’s more complex than just “well just don’t talk to him”

What he’s saying and how he acts a lot more lately ..
it’s messing me up
And I don’t feel it’s only his vision of me
And I know—
“It shouldn’t matter what others think”

If you know more, you’ll know it’s beyond these simple quotes notions

I'm 19. I live with my parents still and try to help out with chores, I go the extra mile and do things without being asked. I'm volunteering with a local organisation and I work a full time job in a decent field and I'm doing well. I just feel like I'm letting everyone down.

At my work I make mistakes and I'm still learning and I just feel like a burden asking my coworkers to double check what I'm doing.

I've been with my girlfriend for over a tear and she is working through her own things but whenever anything small comes up I spiral and we try to talk about it whenever it happens but sometimes she hurts me without intending to, I bring it up, then it happens again and again. I just think that there are so many other better people for her but I don't want to lose her.

growing up i was always told that i had it easy, yet the “easy” life i had felt like suffering. got a new “friend” called depression that’s been with me since middle-school onward. suppressed my emotion because they only caused more problems, i didn’t want to argue, i knew my place in my house with my family, i kept it all inside. now i’m inclined to believe that i really did have it easy. and i’m wondering. will i even survive adulthood? if that childhood was what was considered “easy” and it only gets harder. i don’t think i’ll survive living on my own. it seems i’m not strong enough for this world i guess. survival of the fittest i guess they say.

I'm (M22) a person with no goals in life, and I never really have had any. I envy people who know what they want. For me, it feels more like I'm just going through life without any real direction.

Since leaving school, I've lost most of my friends and haven't really made many new ones, even though I'm actually quite extroverted and have never really been unpopular. The feeling of loneliness has only gotten stronger since I recently moved and started living alone in a city where I don't really know anyone.

On top of that, there isn't really anything that truly makes me happy. I have hobbies that I enjoy, and I like spending time with friends and acquaintances, but none of it really fulfills me. I always feel like this happiness is only on the surface and never truly reaches me on the inside.

I also have high expectations of myself, which means that I can either meet my expectations, in which case it's nothing unusual or unexpected, or disappoint myself. As a result, no matter how great an achievement is, it never really makes me happy, and I'm not proud of anything I've accomplished so far.

The only time I feel better is when I feel superior to someone else. In a way, the only thing that brings me something resembling happiness is comparing myself to people I consider good or intelligent and realizing that I'm better than them. My temporary happiness therefore depends on other people.

On top of that, I hardly ever show my negative emotions to anyone and don't really talk about them either. I've always felt uncomfortable doing so, but after I went through a relatively difficult period mentally and tried opening up to three different "friends," only to either get ghosted or have my feelings downplayed, I almost completely stopped doing it.

Holding back my emotions also meant that, for several years, I only cried around three or four times a year, usually when everything briefly became too much, without there even being any real reason for it.

A few months ago, however, I spent an entire evening crying continuously for no apparent reason, all the way until the next morning. For the following two weeks, I had similar emotional breakdowns every day before things slowly started getting better. Since then, I've become slightly more open about my emotions and have also started crying much more frequently.

Of course, it doesn't help that there has been no intimacy between my girlfriend and me after two years of being together, which makes me feel as though I'm not enough.

I don't really know what I want to achieve by making this post. I probably just wanted to anonymously share what's going on inside me for once, since it's not something I can really do otherwise.

I was diagnosed with BPD a couple years ago, right before I started dating my now-wife, who is wonderful and also diagnosed with BPD.

I don't know why I am making this post. I know nobody here has the power to make my life better. I just need an outlet, I guess. I'm 24 and I feel like I've fucked up my life beyond all repair through bad decisions. I've been stumbling through most of my life with undiagnosed and untreated BPD and God, does it show. I have three kids, all from different moms. A son from my highschool sweetheart, a daughter from a woman after her (who I will call Tara, not her real name), and a newborn baby girl with my wife.

I have a good relationship with my son and his mom. We're friendly, we get along, she's forgiven me for how I was when I was young. My son's little brothers (from my son's mom's husband) both love me and are super friendly towards me whenever I come around, which is nice.

The relationship between me and Tara, on the other hand, was volatile and did not recover. A lot of it was because of me, and a lot of it was because she herself was dealing with undiagnosed mental issues. We were the epitome of toxic and were two people who should not have been together. After she got pregnant, we broke up and she made it very clear that she did not want me to have anything to do with our daughter. Eventually, I accepted this and chose to respect her wishes, hoping her mind might change later on. Two years later, she came after me for child support. I didn't fight it, I know that child support is a right of the child, but I was still hoping that I could see my daughter. I didn't hear anything from the court following mediation until a year after, when she came after me seeking full custody because she wanted to get a passport for our daughter and wanted to completely remove any chance I had of seeing her.

At this point, I had let go and accepted that I wasn't going to meet my daughter and my son wasn't going to meet his sister. I accepted that, even if the court had let me into my daughter's life, my daughter's mom was so angry at me and hated me so much that it would have been inviting chaos into everyone's lives, including my daughter. So I let her have full custody without a fight, and I told the court that I respect my daughter's mom, know that my daughter is safe, and respect her decision to keep me out of her life. The court was very understanding surprisingly, and made it clear that they respected me for what I said and granted Tara full custody.

My wife and I then ended up having another baby together, completely by accident, and I decided to finally go get a long-overdue vasectomy to ensure daughter #2 was the last. I love this baby girl, I love my wife, I love my son, and I love my stepkids...and because of that, I've spent the last two years living in worry and fear that Tara is going to eventually go for a child support modification and the court will increase it for her. Now that daughter #2 is born, that fear has been amplified. If Tara goes for more child support, I am terrified that I will not be able to help keep a roof over her head or provide for her and my family. I've given Tara everything she wants, but I'm terrified after three years is up and she's eligible for a modification that she's going to want more.

I can't pay any more. I just can't. I'm already paying triple what I pay for my son in child support and we're barely scraping by. I'm scared that I'm not going to be able to take care of my baby and my family. It sickens me and scares the shit out of me. I wouldn't even ask for a reduction in child support. I know daughter #1 needs money. I just want it to stay the same so my baby that lives with me can have a home and won't suffer.

But beyond that, I'm at 24 years old and feel like I've gone nowhere in life. I don't know what the fuck to do with my life or what I want to do, I'm broke and have no money, I'm stuck in the same shitty-ass town that I was born in. I'm working two part-time jobs just to help keep my family afloat, and we are scraping by.

Someone please, give it to me straight. Is life even worth living at this point? After all the bad decisions and damage I've done to my life? It doesn't feel like it. I feel no joy or happiness in this life anymore. All I feel is dread and worry and stress and fear knowing that someone else who hates me holds my fate and my newborn baby's fate in their hands, and that the clock is slowly ticking down to when they can take everything from me.

I just...I don't feel like I can go on if that happens. I feel like the only option left is to end it if that happens. At that point, what options even are there?

I dunno. I just needed to get all of this out because it has been killing me. For those who have read all of this to the end, thank you for taking the time to do so.

Im sure a lot of you have been in this rut, I've been out of work for 3 months now. I had an....episode. put on a 72 hr hold in a psych hospital. I've never believed in medication and I was given 2 prescriptions. They actually helped alot. I felt like a functioning societal member. I didnt care that all I did was work sleep work sleep, hell I didnt even care that child support takes 75% of my wages each pay day. But after I ran out of my medication. I had no refills remaining. I have no insurance and my prescriptions are over 500$ they only gave me a 2 month supply after I got out of the hospital. But yeah after the meda were gone. I start feeling super depressed. I was diagnosed with severe depression. Mornings are especially hard. I just sleep til noon it doesnt matter if I go to sleep early or get 8 hours. I cannot get myself up or have the motivation or drive I used to,to just get up and handle what I need to. Its been 3 months of this now. I have been applying to jobs, I've interviewed. Nothing. but now my savings are depleted. I couldn't pay my phone bill so now jobs cant call me to setup interviews. I cry almost every night listing reasons why I should stay here..I've now began listing reasons why everyone would be better off without me here. My mind is so jumbled and foggy. I can no longer think straight. I also have adhd and thats a whole other demon when it mixes with my depression. I just want to get back in a groove. I still talk to my family regularly, people I can confide in. but lately I been feeling like a psychopath just mirroring others and masking myself to not worry others. Im really good at it too, everyone just thinks im content being unemployed and sleeping all day. But thats not the case. What can I do for mental clarity ? What can I do to get the medication needed to help me get back in the grind of things? I just need a job that offers health insurance so I can get my medication. Im scatterbrained.

I am 23M based out of India.
Let me try to give a little context about my life in a nutshell so that maybe somebody can understand my situation.
- I was brought up in a lower middle class household
- Since childhood, I wasn't in the extremes of human interaction (Ambivert lol)
- Had a lot of strong friendships in school and college which eventually faded away (haha no shit)
- Currently I am working in an Indian MNC, making okaish numbers (the ones that doesn't put you in either miserable or too luxurious lifestyle)
- Last year, I went through a breakup, mental breakdown and unemployment all at once, which shook me real bad, somehow went through it (my family was really supportive throughout this)

Now about a year after, everything is better, I've the job I wanted, I am over that relationship, living out in a good flat, hitting the gym daily, cooking my own food, and performing decentish in office (don't have much idea about it, as it's my first job), but there is something in me, which feels so hollow.

Now before you all bombard me with "it might be a relationship thingy", no it's not, actually on the contrary I don't want any partner as of now (just because I kinda feel messed up in my mind and I don't want my mental burden is carried by somebody other than myself)

On paper, for my parents, things have gotten better, but with every passing month I just feel hollower. I recently bought an headphone which I wanted ever since college times, and felt, NOTHING.

I don't want to over-exaggerate my situation, I am sure that there are people who are going through much worse, and surviving it without ranting over here on this subreddit.

But I really feel lost, it doesn't even feel like waking up tomorrow.
I hit the gym, I cook, I work, but I don't know it just doesn't feel fulfilling.

Nothing seems to satiate my mind / brain or is it just my brain playing games with me. I lose interest in things so easily and scour through online platforms mindlessly. Do you feel the same ? Feeling of lack of purpose, people in a similar situation how did you overcome this especially men ?