Hey! Im Ryan, 18 years of age. Its my first post on Tumblr, ever. I dont know where to start, or how to explain shit. So Im sorru if everything is all jumbled up and all over the place- I dont mean for it to be that way! I just dont know how to ask/explain myself. Im not making this post to beg, or for sympathy, or to look edgy. Or etc etc. I genuinely dont know what to do anymore, and have a hard time opening up to those around me in person- as I feel like they wouldnt want to hear me talk about it. Or that I'm dragging down the mood. I feel like an asshole for even asking/writing this out. And I apologise and feel bad about this. Im sorru, but Im gonna ask now.
So my question is- how do people make friends?- Or like- find someone who actually understands them?-
I'm asking a genuine question and seriously don't know what to do anymore.
I struggle with talking to people. Not because I don't want friends, but because every conversation feels like a test that I'm failing, and that its my fucking fault every single time.
Sometimes I'll spend minutes building up the courage to say something, walking around, pacing in circles. Or looking around like a fucking idiot- Only for it to come out awkwardly, and not in my favour. With the other person barely responding- or completely ignoring what Ive said- OR- changes the subject to something theyd prefer. Or the rarest/worst one to me- just walking away. Maybe they don't mean anything by that- but in my mind. I completely, immediately start telling myself that I sound stupid- and that I should just shut my fucking mouth. That I make everything worse- and that I should just stop trying to socialise altogether.
I then spend the rest of my day replaying the stupid fucking event in my head-
The thing is- this dosent happen with friendships either- It's with relationships too. It just feels like everyone around me finds it so easy to connect with people, while I'm standing on the outside looking in on their progress, and having to wonder to myself "how the fuck did you do that".
I struggle to find people that I can genuinely relate to. Struggling to believe anymore that anyone would actually like/want to have me around. Sometimes I feel like I'm just an extra, a dlc pack in the friend group. Like everyone would be perfectly fine or pretend that nothing ever happened if I disappeared or got uninstalled-
And then there's the CONSTANT feeling of not being enough.
Not attractive enough.
Not interesting enough.
Not funny enough.
Not confident enough.
I wonder if people avoid me because of how I look- or how I act?- Maybe its how I talk?- Or maybe its just that there's something seriously fucking wrong with me.
And then after allll that. I still fucking try the next day to MAKE something work.
I practically fucking force myself to speak when I want to stay quiet or leave- Forcing myself to join in conversations, forcing myself to reach out and make some fucking progress for once-
And THEN. When I feel like shit is going badly, I'm so fucking embarrassed. Literally so fucking embarrased. Hating myself. Right up until I'm home again- on my shitty bed. Crying and begging that my life gets better- that someone would genuinely want me to be around, and enjoy talking to me. Thats all I ever fucking wanted-
I cry and cry and fucking hate it. I hate the feeling of crying, or how weak it makes me feel as a person. Even when I don't want to I cry.
And then, I have to wake up with a few hours of sleep. As my room is hot asf and fans don't change shit. And my posture looks like a crooked fucking cockroach that should be nuked. Forcing myself to show up early, when internally if I didnt want to try and better myself, or see my teachers. I wouldnt even show up- or Id miss a class or two and show up to one. Either way- having to show up the next day and convince myself to try again. Surrounded by people who mentally I feel like are absolutely repulsed by me, or view me as less than a person.
I don't know where to start anymore.
How do you find people, not even people. Someone, just fucking someone. Who genuinely wants to be your friend?-
How do you stop feeling like you don't belong anywhere?-
How do you stop feeling like everyone else was given love and understanding on how to connect with people, and that you fucking missed it?-
I've left my old school due to a handful of suspensions, and being 16 turning 17 by that point. Hating the people I've been around for years. I thought leaving that circle would make my life happier, which it did at first. In this new school, which I've been going to for the past 2 years- I've felt the happiest I've ever felt in my life. I started off so happy, meeting new people. And having new fresh experiences- which overtime I'm slowly feeling like I'm losing that spark. I hate the routine, I hate seeing these people. I DONT EVEN HATE THEM. I just hate, the way they make me feel. And that I don't truly matter. I love them to bits, and would absolutely love to talk and hangout with them whenever is possible- Instead of staying at home and bawling my eyes out until I fall asleep, or try to feel decent to myself- mentally preparing myself all fucking night organising my room or routine- just to then be back into the same fucking process every single fucking time. My life was so much happier even mere months ago. I hate that my old friends moved to this school, when I wanted to hopefully meet new people and start fresh- with people not knowing who I am. And getting to make new memories/experiences during my late teen years. I don't like the person I was, I don't like how unhappy I was. I'm trying to better myself, I dont want to lock myself in my room for 5 months of the school year and come back with some of them graduating, and that I keep getting older and older with no accomplishments to my name. I feel stuck, and dont even know HOW TO MAKE FUCKING FRIENDS. Like- Ive made people in my own group meet each other, and they bond SO FUCKING WELL. Yet I struggle to be around them, and feel that Im slowly being left behind. They dont want me, I know they dont want me. They hate me, I know they do. They have to.
If anyone has actually been through something like this- and gotten better of course. I'd genuinely like to hear how- please. Im fucking desperate. I hate my life.
















