I wanna start by saying I’m not under it these days but I’ve been in the hole. ironically it’s precisely the thing in your drawing. I have been well loved in my life, lots of friends - I’d even go so far as to say the hub. But over time, and finally me moving to a new city by myself after a divorce, I found myself utterly alone, but also invisible. I’d try so hard to reach out and make connections - and low key, I don’t think weird. But it feels to me like people don’t trust a middle aged single guy. Or it really is just me. and where I think I used to attract people to me - I’m not sure that I actively repel them - because I do have good passing interactions - I think they just don’t remember me, or yeah that a single middle aged guy just doesn’t fit in well. Like I’m invisible.
It’s been about 10 years like this now. And I’m starting to get, I don’t know used to it I guess. But it makes life feel so very long. If I’m roughly half way done, and the entire second half is gonna be like this. That feels like a long long time.
Without going into too much details, I’d say that I am in a situation reeaaaaaaaaaally close to yours. You may feel invisible, but I see you. Thank you for sharing.
I understand feeling a little off, a little bit outside of everything and everyone. I feel like I’ve never been anyone’s #1 choice to spend time with. Not my family, friends, husband, or kids. Never. It gets to me, even though I get it and don’t want to spend time with myself either. It’s tough. I hope you can find a good group of friends that you click with and can at least have fun experiences, even if you have periods of being alone in between.
Also, for the record, the weird dudes have no idea they’re weird. If you’re conscious about how you approach people, I’m already 100% sure you’re not the problem. As we get older, everyone’s lives are so busy and already entrenched in whatever they have going on that it’s tougher to make deep friendships. Although I do see it happen again in the retired crowd. I like to go salsa dancing sometimes (well… I did last year. I don’t find joy in anything right now tbh), and most of the others that go are in their 50s+, with a lot in their 60s and 70s. So I guess life doesn’t end at 40 after all?
Good luck, internet stranger.
I feel you mate. Not there yet though I can see this happening to me in the future. Trying my best to build a strong group of friends around me. I hope it’ll be enough to not become a hermit with neighbours.
I feel this so hard. I’m in a great marriage and I have a wonderful relationship with my daughter, but I have almost no friends. I have some in passing, but no one I would feel comfortable calling if things went south. It’s an awful feeling. I reached out to a handful of people on social media to reconnect and didn’t hear back from any of them. Being a middle aged man, myself, it feels like people are very wary of someone my age having not found his “tribe” yet. Like there’s something wrong with me because I don’t have a group. It sucks.
I read somewhere that it takes around 150 hours of interaction to generate that bond of friendship between men.
That seems both a small number and a very daunting one given how many people live relative isolation today. Someone might say, join a club and make friends, but if that number is right that’s an hour long weekly meetup for three years.
Brainfog. Difficulty concentrating. No desire to do my own programming projects anymore. And without my anti-depressant I cant even muster the will to read a book, what used to be my favorite pastime. Or even take a walk. What annoy me the most is that these are symptoms of depression, but also what seemingly is the reason I’m depressed!
Oh, and stuck in a rented tiny apartment with a roommate who dont clean. And I no longer have the energy to clean for two. But that at least is solvable, I just need to save up money enough to get my own place.
Ah yes brainfog. As someone who writes a lot, I quickly learned brainfog is a writer’s absolute arch nemesis, like the devil if writing itself was a religion. I’ll be half-way through writing something, fall asleep, then wake up and be unable to piece a concept together. No wonder the first Lord of the Rings took twelve years to write.
I would recommend taking a walk. You may say you’re too depressed to take a walk, but it’s the other way around, taking a walk can help with feeling depressed. The other two most helpful things for feeling depressed and brain fog are water (as in showering and staying hydrated) and getting eight hours of sleep each day when possible. And then just cycle those three things.
So I’ve heard. The latest anti-depressants helped with my will to exercise. Right now I’m trying for at least 6k steps a day and one swimming session a week. It has reversed my weight-trend (and I’ve gone down two notches on my wrist watch as of yesterday). Small victory. Maybe it’ll eventually work better against my brainfog too.
what kinds of programming projects are you into?
Anything I can learn something new from. Gamedev, web dev, frontend, backend, desktop. I have mostly stayed within the languages c# and typescript.
Nice. I’m not sure if programming helps or just makes you forget the world around you. But it sometimes helps clear the mind and/or distracts from other issues. I managed to pick up the book “The Rust Programming Language” today. Something I had planned to do for a long time. Take care.
Cool! I learned myself some basic Rust last year, I loved how they do memory management.
Hehe. I’m currently at chapter 3… 🙃 But so far i like everything. It’s really refreshing to create a new project and it’s nearly without boilerplate code, lengthy project files to do set up generic stuff etc. They seem to use tools that make it easy and don’t get in the way of more advanced people, they even suggest git, coding conventions and so on. I’m stoked. I can’t wait to learn memory management and what legacy ballast they threw overbord. I often use C or C++ so this should be a nice ‘upgrade’.
The rampant discrimination and racism my migrant wife isbsubjected to and my helplessness as i cant be around protecting her during they day.
- Constantly nagging unhelpful family
- Social anxiety
- Degrading health
- About to fail my college
- No direction
Talk to your University counseling services. They can likely help waive failed credits for diagnosed mental health issues, since they qualify as a disability. You can also possibly get accommodations such as extended due dates, etc, if you have continued mental health issues. Even without accommodations or getting credits waived, utilizing the counseling services for therapy or psychiatry can likely help a lot. There’s a lot of options and services likely available for you that you may not know about. I would have dropped out of college if I hadn’t started going to University counseling and I had failed several classes due to anxiety and depression. Seeing a therapist turned that all around and I was able to graduate and only had to take one extra semester. Hang in there!
Have you tried not being a shitty person?
Have you considered that these are all related?
No direction, degrading health and fading college are more likely just because you’re a loser. Then your family nags you because they dont want some PoS who doesnt care as a relative and then your social anxiety is because you are aware of the fact you’re a fucking loser and so you dont have the left confidence.
Nothing, really. Which is the worst part. My life is objectively good, nothing extra fancy, but nothing really bad either. Doesn’t change the fact that everything feels shitty. I hate this the most - I’m long past the events that caused my depression, yet it’s still here as a reminder.
Same, I just don’t see the point and living is kinda bothersome. Started taking the most basic ssri and now I atleast don’t have to think about it all the time. Some things are fun, some are not, but overall existence just feels lacking.
To me it’s not weight, but a greyscale filter on life. This greyscale filter is always there. Sometimes it feels stronger, sometimes it feels less strong, but it never fully goes away.
So I’d say: this.
In a way I sometimes feel the same thing, but it’s like I’m outside everything that’s happening. I’m not present, just watching others having fun like I’m in another dimension or behind a thick greyscale wall.
By greyscale filter, you mean like a feeling of numbness?
Economic anxiety. I still don’t feel like I’m in a comfortable position at the moment and it feels like I’m falling behind some of my goals, economically speaking. I put some of my hobbies and interests on the back burner to focus on work. I started a new job a few months ago and I genuinely like it. I hope to there longterm as I slowly replenish my finances and pay off my debts.
I am absolutely alone.
I have not had a friend irl in like 7 years and on top of that a lot of trauma that has made it very difficult to trust people now. In 2020 some bad stuff happened to me at like right at the start of the year just before the pandemic really took off. I just… shut down, pandemic and trauma and everything I just couldn’t cope other than withdrawing from everything.
Thats been going on for 3 years now, pretty much live like a hermit now even though I am in the middle of a big city, like hikikomori levels of hermit. No family nearby. I just never leave my apartment anymore, get everything delivered. I can “technically” leave, I am able to go to things like a rare dr appointment or something like that. But I get near panicky if I am out too long, I have thrown up several occasions trying. It’s actually been a few years now since I even talked to any one irl except for people in like service roles like shopkeepers or receptionists, things like that. I actually don’t know how to unhermit myself at this point. I feel trapped.
If you read this and think of commenting some shit about how I just need to put myself out there please fuck off, it’s not that simple.
That sounds like a most extreme version of what I’ve experienced. Do you hang out with ppl online at all? Down to talk to a rando if you got time this wknd.
Hell no it isn’t simple. It sounds like a constant struggle with no rest.
I got stuck so far up my own ass, emotionally speaking, I couldn’t keep a social engagement for several years. There’s just no reasoning yourself out of it.
I intentionally took an extremely social retail job to force myself to go through the motions of social interaction. Part-time was all I could handle. I needed the job anyway and the benefits were good so I could avail myself of proper mental health care. Eventually I emerged and am still rebuilding a healthy social circle.
It’s hard and I’m sorry you are going through this. Your path will be different than mine, but I want good things to happen for you.
I want to say, you are not alone in your experience. Millions of people are dealing with social withdrawal. And for alot of ppl misunderstanding and think it’s a choice when there are numerous reasons but environmental, Social, and personally that leads people to that situation. This phenomena is global and the numbers of ppl across the world socially withdrawing is starting. The rates of social dislocation, loneliness and disconnection are at sky-high rates as well. So this is s global social crisis that is happening.
I’m not going to give cliche solutions but I think checking out Dr. K’s videos from HealthyGammer gives alot of insights on Psychology and mental health for today’s digital age so check them out could be insightful. He made video on this topic call 25 year old loner
I’m support. This is major problem and that isn’t being addressed in the manner it deserves to help people but the answer to the problem isn’t just getting out there as you said, other underlying mental health problems needs to be addressed.
- a not fulfilling job
- extra stress because we are currently planning our wedding
- climate change
Climate change. I strongly feel that we’re doomed and it puts a damper on almost everything for me. I try to enjoy myself and live life in the moment but wherever I look I see reasons why something is wrong or hypocritical. I try to deal with it by working jobs that I think help against climate change.
I’d have gotten to a place where I don’t despair any more. Like, I care very deeply about the climate but I have resolved it in myself that it’s not getting better. That’s a pessimistic view, but just following the news and hearing about the extreme weather and the impacts happening now, I don’t even want to think about what’s it’s going to be like in 10,20 years.
I know going forward that my whole life is going to be affected by the climate, and I have accepted that it’s going to get worse. I have gone through a major depressive doomer stage before and realize that’s not productive or beneficial to my mental health.
I have gotten to a place as Micheal Dowd, puts it “post-doom”.I’m going to approach each day as a miracle and with all the loving kindness I can muster, even if things look bleak.
Don’t kill yourself on climate change, do what is needed and don’t over think about it. It isn’t helpful
My health. It’s made me lose so many connections, and lately it’s made me feel like I’m invisible. Not even those closest to me really know how to deal with me and me having to cancel things because my body says no.
I have CRPS (Complex Reginal Pain Syndrome) also known as suicide disease. Every movement and sensation to my limbs causes extreme pain, it’s about 42-46/50 on the McGill’s pain scale.
That is more than enough for my depression to hit me hard. I can’t work, I feel useless, I sit on the couch and even that hurts. But I still push through the pain, and I still walk. But I’m stagnant in life.
All that being said the amount of extra weight comes from reading about the world right now. Everything is on fire, everyone is mad and seemingly at the wrong person. I can’t even afford normal groceries anymore. The future always seems bleek, and I’m not physically able to do anything about it.
Minor inconveniences make the call to the void a roar. Thank Glob for therapy, another thing I can barely afford haha.
Work, society at large, “the economy”, et al
Lack of sleep. Lack of time to do anytging except the bare minimum to get back to work.
That some day all of the good things in my life could disappear, without me even doing anything. The fleetingness of real happiness and the fact that constant euphoria is unattainable. That I’m not living up to my potential, that I’m being exploited and under valued, that I’m never present for my emotions because I self medicate and distract.
Also my dad just died and I didn’t think it would affect me much because we didn’t have a great relationship. But yesterday I woke up from a dream where he was alive and the happiness I felt to see him again was immediately crushed by the relalisation that I would never see him again, and he’d miss everything from here on out. I was inconsolable, still am tbf
But also I’m in therapy and take prescribed meds that work for me, so I’m doing my best.
