Loneliness on 7Cups

I've had loneliness issues before; but living alone during the shut down really has taken this to a whole new level. I go through go and bad phases, right now it is a bad one.I know I have to keep moving but it is hard.

I am a 73-year-old who is married to a 77 year-old who farms and helps my son but he is kind of a workaholic - I have friends but still not enough to feel not lonely so am just looking for a forum. I think I am doing what would be suggested but still most of my friends have husbands and do things with them but my husband is h*ll bent on working when the timing is right which is understandable for a farmer but his priorities are not mine. We are also considering elder care when time comes

I have severe lonliness even though I am constantly around people. and I feel guilty for feeling lonely because deep inside i feel like i shouldn't feel that way, but i do. on the outside everything looks normal but on the inside it's the exact opposite and i dont know how i keep myself going sometimes ;(

hi I’m ila. I’m struggling with depression, a skinpicking disorder and a recent coeliac disease diagnosis which has sort of messed up all of my eating and stuff. I have lots of friends (in school) but yet I’m still so lonely. I literally am completely unable to put myself before anyone I care about, which means I am currently supporting at least four of my friends at all times, looking after my brothers and helping my parents who are under incredible pressure with work (doctors) which is really damaging home life. Everyday I go into school with a smile and everyone thinks I’m fine and they tell me all their problems and I take them in my back ontop of all of my own, and as they slowly get better I am getting worse. I can’t tell anyone how I feel. I hide all the times I cry. If I let them see I am so terrified I will affect them, but I feel so completely alone.

Anyway I hope you guys have a good day tomorrow and feel better soon x

I've been really struggling with extreme loneliness lately. Even before covid hit it was hard for me to make friends. Something really traumatic happened to me last year and when I opened up to someone who I thought was a friend, she told me she couldn't handle what had happened and stopped talking to me. I find it hard to open up to others about what's happened as I feel everyone else will leave me. My family doesn't understand and feels like I need to just put this all behind me but I can't. I don't know what to do. I feel like I'll be alone forever.

I dunno what to do about my life

Hi everyone, I'm Sia. I'm new here and thought I'd introduce myself, so bear with me. I've been diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I am bisexual; my parents are pretty okay about it, but generally choose to ignore it. I have very few friends, and am feeling increasingly lonely and stressed recently so I thought to reach out here.
I'm not really sure what to say now so yeah.

Hi, I'm Andy, I have diagnosed with depression and undiagnosed anxiety, it has been creeping out lately during the pandemic and I feel helpless and I personally hate therapy as I feel vulnerable, so I reached out to this site to get some help, also, I'm bisexual and I don't know how to tell my parents.

i'm lost i can feel everything at the same time it's been 4 years now, i've been dealing with a lot probably like everyone else here but the thing is i've been seeing this room mentally in my head and i've even drawn it out it looks like a white void with me in the middle and sooo many ppl surrounding each person seems to have a circle around them and that circle is full of ppl except for mine my circle is so thick tho it looks like a wall and every time someone comes in and leaves my circle i feel insane amount of pain i don't know if it's normal or not i hope it's not something bad

@Laura

I'm struggling through everything by myself despite having a mom who would be more than willing to take me to therapy. I don't want to waste her money and I don't want her to think she's a bad parent since my sibling has recently recovered from a disorder and she only has two children.

But the problem is: I am not a doctor and cannot diagnose myself with depression or anxiety and have no way of knowing for certain if I'm "really" experiencing things like depersonalization or if I'm just being dramatic. I'm trying to shrink into the background but I feel like I'm being left behind by my peers who are applying for collages, finding passions, making friends, and getting jobs.

A major, driving factor of my dangerously-low self-esteem is my body-image. I just hate the way my body looks and am always trying to lose weight through diets and exercise. I lost it all and way happy for a few weeks before developing BED (binge eating disorder) and now I'm always worried about unexpected take-out and vacations where I'm expected to pig out. I'm always worrying about how I'm such a disappointment and how my parents must miss their little girl who was confident and happy. but when I think about my younger self, I only remember how obnoxious and inconsiderate I was. I know it doesn't really mean much now, but I still see those people all the time at school; the ones who know how annoying and terrible I was. I am worrying about college and what career path I'm going to take and about trying to find passion again for hobbies like drawing, gaming, and piano. I'm always worrying about the future and the past and I never actually live in the present and have fun. I'm always trying to distract myself from the "right now" and the not-so-distant future of applying for collages by watching the same Youtube videos over and over (which I heard was a sign of mental illness?). I waste every single day by not practicing piano, not growing my skills, not talking to people or going out (even in a non-pandemic world, this is what I would be doing). I haven't lived since the day before I started down the spiral of BED. My whole life has been a hurricane of turbulent emotions, and alienation from people I know and beating myself up (physically and mentally) and just having an all-around horrible time this past year. I am realizing that I broke myself from the daily punishment I put myself through with the scars to prove it. And the worst part is, I don't have the stamia to even WANT to try getting better. Everyday I go through the motions and try to drift along with no particular agenda until I can finally sleep, only to ake up and suffer it all again. I am so tired from the constant mental strain of loathing myself and worrying about what others think of me and I'm just so insanely desperate for love. However, I shy away from compliments or any forms of affection because I feel like I don't deserve it. I find it so hard to accept the love I crave. Im so conflicted with myself.