I'm not sure how to structure this or where to begin, but I'll do my best to keep it coherent.
So, a bit less than a year ago I met a girl as a friend and caught feelings. It wasn't reciprocated but we stayed friends, however it took me until December to properly get over the crush.
At the time I met her I was on dating apps, but I left those because she was in my head a lot and I didn't feel ready to date yet. Also, I don't have any horrible dating experiences, but my entire dating life has been slightly bad the entire way through, with no good moments to speak of. I recently stumbled on a clip from the movie "Marty" where he is talking to him mom, and I never related to a character so much.
Anyway, I was also feeling super lonely in general. With time friends tend to move around, so I was spending more and more of my time alone. Maybe once a month I would hang out with people. I didn't feel like I had any really close friends, and no one who really valued me or genuinely enjoyed spending time with me. I felt like I had a huge hole in my chest.
For all the reasons above, and also because I was more of a home body but there was a lot I wanted to do, I decided to get out there! Do things and meet people! I started going to social events in my city that I found interesting, started doing some activities and sports I always wanted. But in all this time, I haven't made any real friends. I've made acquittances (I think I spelled that wrong), but not any friends that I talk to or hang out with outside of those events. People are always polite to me, but don't seem to care much, and some almost seem to forget me from month to month, and don't remember previous conversations we've had. I've watched some of them form friend groups and hang out outside those activities/events, but I'm never invited to anything.
I did make friends with a girl from one of those activities - or so I thought. We would talk a lot and I would honestly call her a friend at that point given our conversations and how often we saw each other, but we never hung out outside that activity (I tried a couple of times, but she was busy). Well, she went away for the holidays, and one day when we were texting she said she wasn't sure when she'd be back. This was shortly before Christmas, so I said something like "merry Christmas and happy new year if I don't see you until then". She never replied, and haven't heard from her or seen her again. So basically I got ghosted by the one new friend I thought I made.
Now this last week... I wasn't ready to date yet. I was mostly over the other crush but maybe not 100%, and still feeling lonely despite everything I tried. But a girl initiated contact with me and seemed interested. Eventually I decided to basically "give in" and started talking to her... But it seems the more I became interested and invested, the more she began pulling away. Started taking longer and longer between texts, making less and less of an effort, until things stopped. Off course she's allowed to change her mind and I'm not holding a grudge against her, but I do wish she had been more direct, and from my point of view it felt like a punch to the gut. It's like she raised me from the floor and then pushed me down again. Put some hope in the hole, and pulled it back out. And that just feels like the straw that broke the camel's back. I just feel broken.
At this point I feel like the only person who values me is my superior at work - kinda. Even that leaves a lot to be desired; it's not exactly a great job and I have a lot of complaints, but the CEO himself has mentioned how highly my boss thinks of me.
But that's work. We work to live, but if I have no life then what is the point? Why do I get out of bed every morning? I really don't know how I'm supposed to just keep going. How the hell am I expected to keep going?? I don't know where I'm supposed to pull hope from, or the drive to keep going.
Somehow I feel worse than a year ago. From the outside I seem better than ever, but inside I'm done for. At least back then I could say I hadn't tried everything, and that I just needed to work on myself and get out there and meet people... Now I have and I'm in the same place. Now I know for a fact I was born to be a loser.
There's more I haven't mentioned here, either it's too much or slipping my mind. Like a month ago some random dude on the street refered to me as Shrek to his friend. This could because the inner lining of my jacket was bright green, but even if he noticed I'm not sure that explains it, and it brought back a childhood memory of a kid calling me Shrek because I was ugly. Or how I don't get paid enough to have my own place even though I'm a SE because housing is what it is where I live.
But I think that's enough out of my chest for now. I don't feel like I have anyone in my life I can share this with, so if you read all this then thank you for listening.
I recently heard a saying that stayed with me, something like "You can be a good person your whole life but only get flowers at your funeral, because it's easier to show grief than gratitude". So a genuine thank you to everyone who reads posts on this community so they aren't lost to the void, and another thank you to all the good people who leave kind words.