How have you dealt with times in your lives where things are alright but theres just something missing?
Right now i can consider myself in an alright position, with my army service going smoothly in the direction i wanted it to, getting a license to drive trucks and such. I have lost weight significantly also, over 15 kilos, and money is becoming less and less of an issue.
But comparing it to my earlier years there is a huge difference: I didn't have things going well but I had a couple of incredibly meaningful friends, the kind I will always remember fondly. Over time though they disappeared in one way or another, leaving me to wonder what happened, especially to myself.
I do not know how to talk to people anymore, essentially. I'm always unsure to start a conversation because I think about silly things like do they really want to talk with me? If I do start, I can only do meaningless small talk that ends with me not knowing how to add up something meaningful to it, leaving it short-lived and awkward.
Due to this, I am narrowed to just challenge myself to deal with my whatever situations, not wanting to bother the only peeps I still have. This is all incredibly degrading to me.
Maybe this wasn't that much about emptiness but oh my fucking goodness did I want to vent out. Rambly, ofc. Please share your own experiences or advice, as little or good or bad they are.
Tl;dr I'm dying inside.
Right now i can consider myself in an alright position, with my army service going smoothly in the direction i wanted it to, getting a license to drive trucks and such. I have lost weight significantly also, over 15 kilos, and money is becoming less and less of an issue.
But comparing it to my earlier years there is a huge difference: I didn't have things going well but I had a couple of incredibly meaningful friends, the kind I will always remember fondly. Over time though they disappeared in one way or another, leaving me to wonder what happened, especially to myself.
I do not know how to talk to people anymore, essentially. I'm always unsure to start a conversation because I think about silly things like do they really want to talk with me? If I do start, I can only do meaningless small talk that ends with me not knowing how to add up something meaningful to it, leaving it short-lived and awkward.
Due to this, I am narrowed to just challenge myself to deal with my whatever situations, not wanting to bother the only peeps I still have. This is all incredibly degrading to me.
Maybe this wasn't that much about emptiness but oh my fucking goodness did I want to vent out. Rambly, ofc. Please share your own experiences or advice, as little or good or bad they are.
Tl;dr I'm dying inside.