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Neither is kermit.....but you could be 'just good friends'
Kermit and me shall do no such thing. But as for you and me, maybe there is hope. Then again, maybe there isn't. I'm sorry, I'm not very optimistic about love these days...
If you like. Not fussed.
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I think I'll pass on that offer. Oh, I wish I was gone.
There's no point talking to anyone on this site, is there?
Nope.
If you want to pull, you need faceparty;)
What, you gone off me now as well :eek2:
Have you pumped like
Light-hearted jokes? I'm sorry, I'm feeling a bit low tonight, that's all.
GWST, I don't even know what I want out of life these days. If you check my Health threads, you'd see.
I don't blame him, it's not a criticism, it's just never going to happen.
These boards are great to natter to random weirdos on, become friends, but you have to work at it just like you do in real life. People won't love you just because you're unhappy, it doesn't work like that; there aren't many on here who DON'T have issues of some decsription, being sad and depressed doesn't make you special or worthy of affection on that fact alone.
The cold hard fact is that affection is earned not bestowed just because the person wants it. People will give sympathy and give help, but unless they know you they won't give more.
Fair enough. I don't know what I want from these threads. I see people in relationships, I get jealous. I see people doing something with their lives, I get jealous. I'm sorry to bother you.
What I want is a friend. Someone who likes me for what I am. But that said, I don't blame you, Aimee. I don't even like myself. Maybe I should go and get some sleep, come back when I'm feeling better.
Ultimately, I don't really want much. Some sort of career would be nice, but constant fear of panic attacks make this difficult. Some friends would be nice, but again, same problem.
And everyone else on here feels the same. Some people hide it better than others, some people just don't talk about it and pretend that everything in their life is perfect. It isn't- people are not on the internet if their lives are wonderful.
But, like in real life, you ahve to work at relationships, you have to work at friendships. You have to be yourself, you have to relax, you have to have the courage to say "this is who I am" and then to tell people who don't like it to fuck off. People don't make friendships overnight on here, it takes time for people to become close.
It looks like it's easy, and it's not. It can sometimes be easier than IRL, but only if you treat it as real life. If you are too eager you lok desperate, just like in real life, and people don't like desperation.
Why do I get the idea that smile is fake?
I don't know how to deal with people. I've got all the social skills of a brick. Since June 2003, I haven't met up with a single person who is my age. These days, the only people I talk to are family members, my dog and possibly one or two random strangers in the street on a good day.
Because you think it's what you deserve.
True. It's also because you're female. I've got trust issues with women. Since the tricks they played on me at school, even if a woman is being nice to me now, I can't see it.
Being lonely is isolating, it's the way it is. You expect to have nothing, so you do nothing because it won't work anyway. I know I act like that in real life.
Well, at least someone understands. All I do with my days now is use the computer, send emails to these people I've never met and probably never will, walk the dog and cry in my bedroom. Yet, you, Kermit are getting married next year. You've managed to change things. I haven't. I feel like a failure. I don't know what to do. Rather, I do, but I have no confidence or self-belief that I can do anything.