I just want ONE good friend, ONE human being who truly cares about me. Is that too much to ask? Apparently, it is. I’m all alone, and no one gives a shit about me. I have to come online to a suicide site just to talk to people 🙁
Even psycho serial killers like Ted Bundy had lots of friends and was liked. So why is it that I can’t seem to make a single friend? (talking about genuine friendships, not sunshine friends who only talk to you when you’re happy, or hangout buddies).
-Alone & Unloved
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Try being real with people in real life. Tell them how you really feel. The fake people in your life will weed themselves out and you will slowly meet genuine people, and make real friends.
I have been real, and it’s the real depressed me that no one likes and wants to be near. :'(
I’m sorry to hear that, maybe you are looking for friends in the wrong places?
when i try to be real to people they just don’t want to talk to me. all they like are hangouts, parties, fun, gossips etc… i don’t fine anyone real to care.
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Exactly. People only want to hang around you if you’re “happy,” and talking about useless bullshit things like “oh did you see the latest episode of blah blah blah?” Like seriously, people have nothing better to talk about. No you absolutely cannot talk about the REAL stuff that matters, like the state of the economy. Oh but we can talk endlessly about what happened at the last episode of Friends [insert latest tv show/movie/tabloid] or what stupid sh*t some stupid Kardashian has done. Like really?
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Hi darkness .. Ted bundy loved friends . Pity he killed most of them .. I’ll just bang on about me for a sec .. Before the depression kicked in and I started on the pills and cures I had a normal life . My friends were solid .. I had a misses and job and all the trimmings .. But as I slowly descended into crazy town people slowly started to move away .. Or I slowly pushed them away with my new strange self . People used to call me and I’d scream at them about calling to talk about shit . So people don’t call .. It’s the depression’s fault . I feel like friends are out of reach as unless people want to help me — And THEY don’t know I need help . The process is fucked before it begins . Wolfenstein – Good god –I was maybe too real with my emotions – And boy when I try to get a point across …look out . I’d like to only blame myself for this but it’s my mental state that makes me unlikeable to most people.(?) Darkness I’d love just one person that could be a sole mate but I don’t know if it’s fair to drag someone along on my ride . But I live in hope someone one day will just turn up and understand .. It’s a long shot I know . . . Until death shows up or that one person I’ll hang here with my real friends for now who understand desperate times .. Good luck darkness ..
I would care about you. I would even love you.
Sadly I would not be a good friend to you,
eventually you would find me lacking.
And like those around, who you think, are thinking “_darkness is not for them”, you would would eventually think thus about me “Snorlax is not for me”, and you would leave
And even if maybe, (by some infinitesimal cosmically tiny chance), not,
then I could still not be there for you,
as I’m not going to be here long.
The poachers are come a hunting
/hides
No one loves you? Fine, Fuck that, Fuck them. I understand you are overwhelmed with the need to be loved because of how generalised love has become, and how you may feel obligated to be loved because the world has decided to make love the main theme of this century. I feel that way too, im sure a lot of people can agree with us on that. Other people are weak, they crave love because they’re not able to stand on their own. I know it hurts, I know it sucks. But you are better than that. One day, you may find love. If you don’t, its ok, there are other things, such as freedom, choice, challenge, pride, loyalty, and trust. Don’t let them see you hurting.
I don’t even know you but strangely i care about you. Maybe it’s because i see myself in you. Being alone has ruined me, i seek comfort in my isolation. If you ever seek someone to talk to, i’m here. I can’t guarantee endless infinite love and shit, but i can guarantee a friend and a foundation should you ever need one.
Take care and remember. We accept the love we think we deserve. You deserve better, you deserve someone loving you without you having to ask for it.