I tried to do different things last month to change my routine, break out of the vicious cycle I’ve been going through since 2006, and maybe finally find love. The whole month ended up being an odyssey of failure.
I joined a hiking group on Meet Up but inclement weather often cancelled the hiking events. Even when I did go, I haven’t made any new friends despite doing my best to socialize and engage with others. I also stumbled the first time I hiked because I wore the wrong kind of shoes and a branch cut up my ankle.
I volunteered at the museum but hardly got to do anything because the event was competing with a water park relatively close by. Even though a young girl talked to me, she was underage so I couldn’t date her. I was also told I couldn’t volunteer again until the 28th of August because of summer camp programs.
I failed again to participate in First Friday because of I don’t drink or smoke, everyone except for me had company, and the comedy night didn’t take place on the night of the day like I thought it would.
I still don’t have a girlfriend despite my best efforts. I really do fear I am going to continue being this way for the rest of my life. I am turning 33 this week but I don’t have a partner to celebrate my birthday with.
My older brother’s wife had her fifth baby recently and my younger brother’s wife announced her third pregnancy as well while I still can’t even get a coffee date.
I tried to go off a medication and suffered SSRI withdrawal to the point I couldn’t do anything that could potentially help my mind and cried constantly until I got an emergency supply of the medicine I thought I had tapered off of.
I suffered more backstabbing and foot dragging from others. It happened in all sorts of avenues.
My older cousins don’t visit or even message me anymore. Just like year, they probably won’t come to my birthday this week.
I had blood come out of my penis one night.
I keep having nightmares almost every night. One was about my older brother beating me up and gouging my eyes out while a woman watched.
I went back to Austin the first time on my own since before the pandemic but the places I wanted to go to were either closed or no comfortable parking was in sight. Some roads have also been blocked off and I almost got hit by other cars a few times. The experience was very disorienting and overwhelming for my executive function. I just ended up going home. I really wanted to go to an arcade but all the parking spots were full. It was the same with a gothic/industrial music dance club.
I joined a hiking group on Meet Up but inclement weather often cancelled the hiking events. Even when I did go, I haven’t made any new friends despite doing my best to socialize and engage with others. I also stumbled the first time I hiked because I wore the wrong kind of shoes and a branch cut up my ankle.
I volunteered at the museum but hardly got to do anything because the event was competing with a water park relatively close by. Even though a young girl talked to me, she was underage so I couldn’t date her. I was also told I couldn’t volunteer again until the 28th of August because of summer camp programs.
I failed again to participate in First Friday because of I don’t drink or smoke, everyone except for me had company, and the comedy night didn’t take place on the night of the day like I thought it would.
I still don’t have a girlfriend despite my best efforts. I really do fear I am going to continue being this way for the rest of my life. I am turning 33 this week but I don’t have a partner to celebrate my birthday with.
My older brother’s wife had her fifth baby recently and my younger brother’s wife announced her third pregnancy as well while I still can’t even get a coffee date.
I tried to go off a medication and suffered SSRI withdrawal to the point I couldn’t do anything that could potentially help my mind and cried constantly until I got an emergency supply of the medicine I thought I had tapered off of.
I suffered more backstabbing and foot dragging from others. It happened in all sorts of avenues.
My older cousins don’t visit or even message me anymore. Just like year, they probably won’t come to my birthday this week.
I had blood come out of my penis one night.
I keep having nightmares almost every night. One was about my older brother beating me up and gouging my eyes out while a woman watched.
I went back to Austin the first time on my own since before the pandemic but the places I wanted to go to were either closed or no comfortable parking was in sight. Some roads have also been blocked off and I almost got hit by other cars a few times. The experience was very disorienting and overwhelming for my executive function. I just ended up going home. I really wanted to go to an arcade but all the parking spots were full. It was the same with a gothic/industrial music dance club.