Tell me /bant/, why is existence such fucking torment?
Everyday I wake up to libe my fucking boring and unfullfilling life. I dont have a job, even tho I try my hardest. I dont have a gf, tho so many girls told me what a great guy I am, but everytime I make a move I scree it up because of m anxeity or get rejected.
The fact that my friends have ar least semi-successful lives doesnt help either. The fact that I just cant keep up with them always gnaws at me.
My parents always complimented my spirit, that I would never give up, no matter the odds....
But right now that spirit is dwingling and makes room for bitterness and anger.
I dont know what to do anymore, but I certainly wont become a hero, at least that much fighting spirit is left in me.