Any advice on making friends for the first time at 23
Hello. So, long story short... i just turned 23 a few days ago, and i did some reflection and came to the conclusion that not only am i cooked.... I am boiled, fried, and roasted. Let me explain.
I grew up poor, with a severely autistic younger brother prone to extremely violent meltdowns against himself and my mum. My dad walked out from the very start, leaving us alone. So, at the age of 11, as my brothers meltdowns got even worse against my mum, i stepped in and started becoming like a 24/7 bodyguard for her, and a 24/7 carer for my brother. There was one time I had a lie in bed on a Saturday for fewer than 10 minutes, and in that ten minutes, it got so bad, my mum had to lock her self in the bathroom to stop him from harming her. I raced downstairs when I heard the commotion of him trying to break in to get her, and I got in-between him and the door, shuffled him away, and spent the rest of the day stopping him from getting at my mum. This was commonplace growing up for me, with meltdowns happening every few days. There was times like when we had to take my brother up to the hospital, i had to physically pull him off my mum 8 times in the span of an hour, and hold him back from getting her. This was commonplace. This meant i couldn't go out... socialise, hang out with friends... make friends.... or be a teenager or enjoy my late childhood. I stayed at home during university, and yeah. It was rough. Very rough. His meltdowns are nowhere near as bad now, and are subsiding a fair amount, but my mum has a breathing issue due to smoking, so yeah, I’m still having to take on the lion share of care even now, but i've been able to make more free time for myself if that makes sense. The meltdowns are the primary reason i had to stick around as a 24/7 carer on standby. Anyway, the UK hiring market is dead now for cyber security, so that was a wasted folly so i'm in huge amounts of student loan debt.... unable to get a job in cyber security.... no friends, never having ever had one, no relationships, i have been out admittedly but for 4 hours a year only since i turned 20 to a place called wingfest.... and there's nothing else. I've never been independent... never been myself.... never joined a club... socialised..... and i'm kind of screwed. There's a whole lot more, to the point that getting sold for a bottle of white lightning when i was 4 by my drunk uncle is considered the light stuff, and all of this is I’ve mentioned is barely 1/3 of it.... so yeah... I’m kind of screwed.... to the point i still have teddy bears. Mental Health hasn’t existed for me since I was 13 I’d say, so that’s not a concern, but my position right now is what I’d like to ask for your advice on. Again, there is a lot more, but I don’t want to unload everything at once. Any advice and you opinions would be much appreciated about starting to make friends for the first time at 23.