I am a 29 year old male. Two years ago, I moved back home to my small hometown on the great plains from a major city on the east coast where I lived for three years. When I lived out there I had a wide circle of friends and a great life. Here, I have nobody. The highlight of my weeks are weekends when I drink alone, by myself, in front of my computer. I am no longer living but simply existing. I feel like I am going to be this way forever and things will never change. The past two years I can not think of anything I have done that has had any meaning. I miss having a life. I wish there was something I could do about it but there is nothing I can do. I saw a counselor for the first half of this year but that did absolutely no good. Moving is not an option in the near term because of finances. It will be within the next five years but I need relief long before then. Sometimes I think of people who are doing life in prison in order to think of people who have it worse than I do.