I’m 25 years old and often ask myself why I keep on going. Â I am a social failure. Â I have a horrible time keeping new friends or lovers, and the ones who actually do want to be friends/lovers with me bore me to no end. Â This does not mean that I find myself disliking anyone who likes me automatically, but, coincidentally, virtually everyone who I like dislikes me and many of the people I dislike like me.
Even my old friends, or the people I used to think were my friends, seem to want nothing to do with me. Â I only talk to my […]