Every since my mom died in 5th grade, I've always tried to live the life she would have wanted me to live. I tried my best in school, tried making good grades, tried making some friends. But I failed. In college i really wanted to find a girlfriend. But not just any girl. Someone I could really fall in love with. Actually enjoy each others time, and smile at each other at every occasion. Like in those movies. But I failed. I was too awkward. Too shy. Too fucking pathetic. Now i'm all grown up. and all i see in myself is past failures. I know in my heart that my mom would have been ashamed of me. why am i even playing this game. what's the point. honestly. i need to grow the fuck up.
You sound exactly like me bruh. Hang in there things will get better. EDIT: don't rush into a relationship most biches ain't shit but hoes n tricks. You gotta wait until you find the right one.
"You'll have to decide for yourself. Walk on your own. Move forward. You've got a strong pair of legs, Rose. You should get up and use them."
My only advise to you is that I believe succes is painfully hard to achieve if it isn't yourself that drives you in to getting it, but the wishes and conforms of others. Motivation and perseverance are complex and hard to maintain, but it will be that much easier if it will work towards where YOU would want to be in your life. I strongly believe you won't otherwise get far in life. Where 'far' is very subjective on its own. Start achieving, because it is you, yourself, that wants to be achieving. But what do the words of a stranger mean these days?
no i get it. i remember my mom used to say alot, "what's your dream? what do you want to do when you grow up?" and I would say something like become a doctor or help people. and my parents would smile at me. i guess i truly felt i was going to become one of those one day. i've asked myself that same question now, and i can't answer it. i don't have a dream or a goal to do something. it's like im just living to live, there is no purpose to it. and i'm seeing now that that's a seriously flawed life. and the more i live like this, the more empty and shallow i'm going to be as a person. i really want to have a dream again. to do something. thanks man. i guess it's the little steps.
do something about it if youre going to complain about something. Stay away from any social media or games that requires social interaction which will just lead you to depression. If you live in the city, go out. If you don't, create a hobby that'll benefit you in some way. There's a problem to every solution, even if it will take years to attain it.
