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Originally Posted by Background Noise
Today I was thinking about my life, and I couldn't help but think that I am a failure in everything. I am in my late 30s and have nothing going on in my life. No friends, no family, no job, no partner, no house, no car, no nothing. I went to grad school dreaming of a good life, but it was a waste of time and money. I regret it so much. All my peers seem happy with their wives and children. Most of them have progressed in their jobs to high ranks, while I am looking to start from the bottom now. I avoid talking to anyone to avoid the question "what are doing these days?". They would know I am just a big failure. This is one reason why I am off social media, and have no contact with extended family and people I know.
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I feel this way too— especially if I compare myself to my siblings. I’m 61. No husband. No home. A job I hate.
Here’s the thing: I knew what I wanted at 21 and I still want it. I got sidelined and my reasons were good. But I know I should have stayed on the path. I make mini goals for the day. Today’s was to find a connection here. The big one is to finish that damn book. I’m afraid that’s a failure too. It’s funny because it can’t be a failure if it’s not finished. So I will write one sentence tonight.