I recently found a website I made at 16 and photos of me dancing on stage at 6. Back then, I didn't care and I was genuinely happy. Now, I don't know why I even exist. I've stopped pushing myself, learning, or changing habits because I feel like I'll never get anything anyway. I'm not dumb—I know what to do, but I just don't move.
I'm back living with my parents in India. I came back because my dad wanted me to, but I hate it. I spent 3 years in another city for my bachelor's and hated it because I couldn't get out of bed, couldn't make decisions, and had zero local friends. I’m terrified to leave again. What if I get a job, move away, and I still suck? What if I'm just a failure and alone for the rest of my life?
Every man I meet just wants to fuck me, so I don't talk to them. I just stay in the house in a bubble I can't leave. I hate change, I hate spending money, and I feel like a fake. Everyone at home hates me, we fight daily, and I just want to run off somewhere or disappear so they forget about me forever.
Has anyone else felt like a worse version of their younger self? How do you break out of this paralysis?