nir
27/F/Canada
- Aug 18, 2024
- 310
I am so, so lonely. I am 26. I have basically no irl friends, no romantic relationships, nothing. I am... quite ugly. Not in a body-dysmorphic kind of way, in a way that has been confirmed by many people (and doctors). I have a very unbalanced nose, weak jaw, poorly distributed facial features, etc. I also have signs of premature ageing from stress. I started going grey in high school.
In high school, I lived in a small town of around 10 000 people. So guys were desperate for any kind of romantic connection, even with ugly girls. I had several "relationships" (looking back, I was being used), and I fell in love with "love".
Now, I live in a major city. People have a lot of options here. No one is interested in me. I haven't been on a date in five, six years? Let alone anything else. I am so lonely it causes chest pains sometimes. Which sounds so pathetic and dramatic, but somehow it's true?? My heart aches like something is wrong with it. I had a scan because I thought I might actually be dying once. No. Just lonely. Wtf???
I have 20k saved up for plastic surgery, but honestly I'm probably going to need to save up around 50k to look "normal". And for what... to look "normal" by the age of 30? 35? I feel like all my "good" years are passing me by.
I hate being ugly. I hate being lonely. I hate being uninteresting and untalented. I'm not a good person either, though I wish I was. There's so much wrong with me. The more I interact with people irl, the more I feel like some monstrous alien who just ruins everything she touches. I'm so awkward, so annoying. I'm not smart, I'm not fun to be around. The only way I could ever attract anyone to stay with me will be through becoming somewhat okay looking, but that's going to take years and some painful, expensive surgery. I can't believe that some people are just BORN pretty. I am so jealous of them.
A pretty stupid rant given the extreme issues that some people post here, but still. Looking at myself in the mirror makes me want to kill myself. No matter how much I starve myself, no matter how many supplements I take or skincare products I buy, or clothing I style, I will look like shit until I'm cut open and rearranged to look like a normal girl.
My only solace is that it's coming up to long-sleeve season, so I can start cutting my arms again without worrying about my coworkers seeing. Yippee /s
In high school, I lived in a small town of around 10 000 people. So guys were desperate for any kind of romantic connection, even with ugly girls. I had several "relationships" (looking back, I was being used), and I fell in love with "love".
Now, I live in a major city. People have a lot of options here. No one is interested in me. I haven't been on a date in five, six years? Let alone anything else. I am so lonely it causes chest pains sometimes. Which sounds so pathetic and dramatic, but somehow it's true?? My heart aches like something is wrong with it. I had a scan because I thought I might actually be dying once. No. Just lonely. Wtf???
I have 20k saved up for plastic surgery, but honestly I'm probably going to need to save up around 50k to look "normal". And for what... to look "normal" by the age of 30? 35? I feel like all my "good" years are passing me by.
I hate being ugly. I hate being lonely. I hate being uninteresting and untalented. I'm not a good person either, though I wish I was. There's so much wrong with me. The more I interact with people irl, the more I feel like some monstrous alien who just ruins everything she touches. I'm so awkward, so annoying. I'm not smart, I'm not fun to be around. The only way I could ever attract anyone to stay with me will be through becoming somewhat okay looking, but that's going to take years and some painful, expensive surgery. I can't believe that some people are just BORN pretty. I am so jealous of them.
A pretty stupid rant given the extreme issues that some people post here, but still. Looking at myself in the mirror makes me want to kill myself. No matter how much I starve myself, no matter how many supplements I take or skincare products I buy, or clothing I style, I will look like shit until I'm cut open and rearranged to look like a normal girl.
My only solace is that it's coming up to long-sleeve season, so I can start cutting my arms again without worrying about my coworkers seeing. Yippee /s