I am perfectly fine being single and enjoy it a lot of the times but damn, the loneliness can get to you at times.

Ive gone into depression, I dont smile anymore, I fake smile everyday, I feel tremendous sadness inside, desperation, anticipation of what could happen, my stress is overwhelming that Im not able to manage it anymore, Ive isolated myself from everyone even from family, finding work and staying employed has been very hard, I havent been able to save so I can move the hell away from here, I havent had a gf in 4 years, I have a great feeling of loneliness, I have no friends, Im behind on bills, and Im an adult male that has cried a few times because I dont know what to do to get out of this hole

Dear God. The crushing loneliness I feel right now is damn near unbearable. Holy shit.

I just want a man of my own. This loneliness is killing me. Being single sucks.

Good freaking grief, I just want someone to talk to! This loneliness is killing me.

I am completely socially isolated, and I'm convinced it is something about me that turns people off. Which is why I am now contemplating suicide. Because I don't think this loneliness will ever change.

I think I am going crazy from loneliness and solitude, no kidding...I think I am totally cracking and turning into a wacko nutjob. The thing is no one knows. They think i'm normal.

I do all the things you're supposed to do to meet people. Classes, activities. I'm introverted but I do try. I'm 26, smart, good looking and thoughtful. But I have no friends, no boyfriend. My family all lives interstate and we're like acquaintances. I'm drowning in loneliness and I don't know how to make it stop. All I want is one person who cares. Someone I can care about. Today I realised that if I'd died a week ago, no one would've noticed yet.

26, rapidly approaching 27, permanently single, as in never even been liked by a guy. Sick to death of watching guys go after every single other girl around me and no one gives me a first glance, much less a second. I think loneliness might actually kill me.

I fixed up my apartment. It's not perfect, but it's more me than anyplace I've ever lived in my whole life. It makes me smile. It will make the loneliness easier to bear, too, I think. Sigh.