I've started to feel extremely suicidal over all the rejections I've been facing in life, social rejection, friend rejection, and especially rejection from girls. Time to face the facts, I'm a loser, I will always be a loser, my dreams won't ever come true, the reason I have barely any friends is because I'm a loser, and the reason I never have and never will have a girlfriend is because I am a loser. I can't ever change that. I'm just a typical nice guy beta, that girls scorn at, and are happy to befriend, but would gag at the thought of dating me. It doesn't matter if I'm attractive or not, I'm not meant to be happy. Every night, I think about all the times I've been turned down, and it feels like a noose around my throat. I know girls don't owe me anything, that's fine, I know society owes me nothing, that is also fine, but I owe nothing to them either, I don't owe society my life and work. I don't owe my family my life, it was their choice to bring me into the world when they could have aborted me, not mine, I owe them nothing. I owe my friends nothing, they will get on in life anyway. I realize now, I truly am one of those pathetic losers you see, either ending there lives or warping into the next maniac. Fine then, no girl wants me, fine. I have come to accept that I will always be alone, I. Utter pain and solitude. I've given up on everything people have told me, those false hopes that it gets better, it never does. As I said I've accepted that I will always be alone, I've also come to accept my death. I'm beginning to see, the world has shown me it doesn't want me, fine, if that's the case, it would be best that I free the world of my presence. Basically, why should I live? I don't think life gets better, no girl will ever like me (not that I'm ugly), doesn't matter, I still hate myself), and I have no right or reason to exist, so why should I? As a side note to the mods, please don't delete this, I'm asking because I genuinely want a reason to live.
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"Every night, I think about all the times I've been turned down"
Let's be totally honest here. How many times has that been, exactly? Three? Four? Half a dozen at the most?
I know damn well it can't be any more than that, because you've got a piss-poor attitude and there's no way you're actually putting yourself out there. You're not a beta, you're a self-defeatist. You convince yourself that you've been rejected before you even try.
I know, because I've been there. I finally figured out that I didn't need a woman to bring meaning to my life. That I could create my own meaning. And you know what? Once I started living for myself, and enjoying the things I "could" do instead of worrying about things that I couldn't, people started to take notice. Women started to take notice. And you know what? It didn't take much, either. People want to be around people who find ways to enjoy life, even if it doesn't live up to their expectations.
I think it requires a bit of a self-epiphany to reach that point, and maybe we all get there differently, but when you do, the world changes, and you never see things the same way again.1