High school, bullied. Was a nerd, high grades, friends from grade school abandoned me.
Dropped out in junior year. Came down with severe illness and injury. Hated myself.
Senior year eventually got a GED, scored top 5% of all GED applicants.
1 year later, decided i needed a change to save my life and move out of state to pursue a graphics career and stay with my 60yr old aunt and uncle.
60yr old aunt and uncle have different tastes than 20 yr olds.
Go to trade school. Not a typical college experience. Encounter no real friends. Pursue good grades, eventually get a degree.
Couple months later, get a job offer at a job that forbids coworker fraternization.
Become real good at my job, achieve semi-management status. Work with CEO constantly, coworkers don't even want to hang now.
Social anxiety so great, experience so little, desperation sets in, am vastly overweight and hate self.
Parents and sister don't seem to give a fuck. Family questions if im gay. Fuck em. They are out of state, cant hook me up or bother caring, ignorance is bliss.
Decide enough is enough, go to gym and bust ass for two years, dedicate all time to making myself look good and lose weight and get toned. Think if only i looked good, girls might pursue me.
Feel good for a period of two weeks. Manage to get a date off online website cause i got smashed and made a funny message to a girl i really wouldn't have liked. Uncomfortable as fuck. Date doesn't go great. Feel awkward, had no fun. Go on 2nd date, hoping things are better. No such luck. Oh god, you mean not only do i have to struggle to get a date i have to struggle find someone that likes me? wat is this i don't even.
Delete online profile. Forget i am a sexual being. Dive into a pit of misery. Nobody has actively pursued me ever.
Turn 29, hate everyone, find glorious ways to die, nobody cares. Oh but they will.
that's how that shit happens.