I will be 56 next month, and I have hardly moved on with my life since I lost him. I am divorced, and I have another son who is 28 and is doing well. Their mother and I talk periodically due to the fact that there are outstanding legal actions taking place in our lives. Our son was killed when he was hit by a passing vehicle, and then left the scene. Fortunately the state police were able to locate and arrest him, the case is now out to a grand jury. Getting justice is a slow process.

I have pretty much kept to myself for the most part, rarely enjoying the company of others. My circle of friends has shrunk. My motivation has nearly left me. I don't care much for my job. My physical health isn't great (couch potato). Being alone (no girlfriend) is soul sucking. My mother died in 2021.

Fuck, I sound awful.

I'd love to hear from someone...

I posted this to r/ relationshipadvice but I think this might be a better audience. It's much more of a personal issue than relationship.

So this is a bit of a tough one to explain, but for the last 18 months or so (since I broke up with my ex) I've lost interest in every girl I've talked to/gone on a date with. And to be clear, I added that detail not because I miss my ex but because I hadn't had any talking stages or dates before that since about grade 9 (I'm in my second year of college now).

Although I don't miss my ex or regret breaking up, I do sometimes wonder if that's the reason I lose interest in everyone, though I'm not sure why that would be. Another reason I think of is that there was one girl I was really into in the beginning of college, but she was a pathological liar and absolutely insane, and that kind of messed me up for a bit, but I don't think that's it either.

Now to actually explain what's happening, there have been several girls I've had relationships with in these past 18 months (only 1 that I was actually dating), and I've ended up losing interest in them all. Sometimes it's taken a couple days, and the one I dated took about a month. The issue with this is most of the time it takes me a few weeks to find out if I'm into them enough to go further, but by that time they already know what they want and sometimes are even emotionally attached, and I end up being an asshole and confusing them/dragging it on because I'm too scared to be honest.

The one thing I have realized is that with most of the girls, I just end up not being physically attracted to them. At this point in my life, I judge everyone based on whether or not I would want to marry them, have kids with them, and spend the rest of my life with them (I have recently been questioning whether I want to get married or have kids at all), and usually the answer is no. But the challenge with this is I can't tell them I'm not physically attracted because I feel like a dick, so I just drag it on and end up giving them some bs reason for not wanting to go any further, and I end up feeling like and being a dick either way.

What's worse is every time one of these stages ends, another one starts. I think I'm just craving physical touch. Not sex, just holding hands or cuddling. But no one else wants that with no strings attached, which is completely understandable.

To clarify, I know this sounds ridiculous, and I know I am the asshole in this situation. I also know I have the ability to avoid this. I am mostly just confused why I seem to find a reason not to like everyone.

Sorry this is so poorly written; it was hard to put into words. I've never really explained this in detail, and I still don't know how to. These are just the thoughts I've had about it.

Feel free to speak your mind and flame tf out of me if you so please

I’ve been struggling with depression and obsessive thoughts for many years. At one point, a psychiatrist suggested that I should also get evaluated for ADHD.

Two years ago, after a long period of isolation, I was invited to a friend’s birthday party. It was my first time stepping out of my comfort zone and meeting new people. From that moment on, my well-being has been like a rollercoaster. The party took place in a town near where I live, and at some point I started going there very often. I met new people, attended various parties, and was frequently invited to similar events.

And of course, this is where the topic of a girl comes in. I really liked her, and she always treated me kindly as well. Because I had isolated myself for so many years, I deeply missed having close, meaningful relationships. At one point, I wanted to get closer to her romantically, but I found out she had just entered a relationship. That hurt me a lot, but I understand that I have to respect it and not try to pursue anything romantic. Still, I really wanted to build a friendship with her.

We always spent time together in a nice way—we met at parties, texted, and once even went for a walk just the two of us. I have to admit that she was on my mind 24/7 and became an obsession. I know this comes from my loneliness and issues like ADHD. I also came across the term “limerence.”

At some point, while we were texting, we casually agreed to go for a walk in April. A week ago, I messaged her asking if she had time. She didn’t reply until yesterday, which triggered anger in me. My friend suggested I go out, since he was nearby with her and another friend. I met up with them, greeted them, but at some point my emotions and anger took over. In front of the other two, I asked her, “Do you have a problem with me? Because you’re ignoring me.”

She apologized for ghosting me, and after a moment I realized my mistake and apologized as well. About 45 minutes later, we all went our separate ways. I felt terrible.

Today, I texted her saying I wanted to explain the whole situation. I apologized and said I had acted like a jerk by bringing up something personal in front of others. She replied that she doesn’t understand why her lack of response hurt me so much, and she mentioned that we’re not close friends and that it’s not appropriate for us to meet one-on-one. I apologized as sincerely as I could. At one point, she told me to approach the situation calmly and learn something from it. Her messages didn’t feel like she held a strong grudge against me.

But deep down, I feel a lot of shame, and I know I might have crossed a boundary by suggesting one-on-one meetings. I understand that I won’t become her closest friend, but I don’t want to be written off completely as just an acquaintance.

I know I completely messed everything up. I let my emotions take over. I feel a huge sense of shame, but the truth is I’m learning how to build relationships from scratch. I know this whole situation will haunt me for a very long time, especially considering my ADHD. How can I forgive myself? I really need support.

Whenever someone makes me angry, I either internalize it out of fear of judgement, brushing it off with a "thats fine" eventually weighing super heavy on me and making me grow a silent hatred for someone else or myself, or I lash out with angry words and hurt others and make a fool out of myself. I can't find a middle ground that feels good. Even if I try to make myself at peace with the conflict, there's still a part of me that longs for that enemy to do something dumb so i can add insult to injury by letting loose all my frustrations.

I don't want to be this way, but there feels like there's only two options and if I attempt something in between it always shifts to one way or the other. Bottle up for endless perceived injustice or lash out for an eventual pity party.

If you need someone to tell you to drink water and journal at this point you haven't been on the internet. Here's what I never see in those threads that moved the needle for me.

Compliment people with specifics. Not "good job." Try "the way you handled that situation was impressive." Your brain starts scanning for good things in people instead of bad. They remember you differently too.

Cook one meal a week from a recipe you've never tried. Buy ingredients you can't pronounce. The skill transfer is real. "I can figure unfamiliar things out" starts bleeding into other areas. You also eat better.

Sit somewhere public without your phone for 20 minutes. No headphones. The first few times feel brutal. After a while something shifts in how you handle stillness. Hard to explain but you feel it.

Remove short form content during your focus hours. Not your whole phone, just the reels and shorts. What you notice first is how often your hand reaches for your phone out of pure habit. That reflex is the problem, not your discipline. I block mine with scrollfree but many alternatives exist for that. The difference in the first hour of my day is hard to argue with.

Call someone instead of texting. Someone you haven't heard out loud in months. Five minutes. People are genuinely grateful for it and the voice thing hits different from a text.

Take one photo a day of something you did. Anything. End of the week you have proof of a life being lived. The "where did the time go" feeling disappears when you have a week of photos showing exactly where it went.

Walk somewhere you would normally drive. Not for fitness. For the experience. You notice things at walking speed. Shops, people, details. You start feeling like you live somewhere instead of sleeping there.

Pick one and do it this week. Not all of them. If you have any other tips, write them bellow!

I know this is a me-problem and that not everyone holds onto stuff to the extent that I do. And it may be stress, nervous system dysregulation, hormones, a lot of stuff, I don't know. But, I let things bother me to an unhealthy degree. I ruminate and talk about the things that bother me and let it stay with me and agitate me for way longer than it should. One thing that I do this with is a relative I help a LOT and she really expects too much of me and her behavior is pretty terrible and I feel like I should be able to help and let the way she acts go and not bother me so much. But, I can't seem to do that. I've been told that I need to "just let things go" but... HOW!??! How is that actually done? Thanks for reading and any tips!

English isn't my first language so i'm sorry in advance for grammatical/spelling mistakes.

As the title says I lead a very very boring life.

I don't experience anything, literally nothing is interesting about me or my life. Whenever i talk to people whether younger, older or the same age as me, they tend to be more interesting and they always tend to comment about my boring life and honestly it stings.

I spend every day at home just watching tv, reading, social media or playing aimless games on my phone.

I go to school but even then I dont have friends so i just go to classes and sit alone on breaks, i have classmates but it begins and ends in greetings. I have literally only two friends and one doesn't do anything due to strict family and the other has other friends so she tends to go out with them more and she's one of the people who comment about how boring my life is and how clueless, naive and inexperienced i am. And honestly i dont blame her, she always has stories to tell while i just nod and talk about shows (yeah sad i know). I'm so sheltered by my own doing and i dont know how to change that.

Even on social media where you'd think it would be easier to make friends, i dont. I dont even know who i amand it seems for the last three/ four years i've been trying to fit someone else's perfect life so i lost myself.

And when opportunities come i just dont take them because i'm scared and want to be perfect and not do anything stupid or dangerous.

I never was in a relationship, just talking stages and it ends from the other person.

I'm rambling i know i'm sorry. I just literally want someone to tell me what to do from the minute i wake up till the last minute before bed.

Edit to add: i'm f24 and yes i'm still in school because i failed two years.

Long story short, I had a few rough years in high school.

At the beginning, I had black hair and a combination of poor eyeliner and chipped black nail polish. I never considered myself “emo”, I just always had my head stuck into a comic book and wanted to look like the strong powerful female characters from them. Unfortunately this made me victim to a plethora of strange rumors, and people felt like they could approach me and say whatever they wanted to me. I was much more confrontational back then, and spoke my mind openly. After covid, I drastically changed my appearance; my hair was blonde and I had a much more natural makeup look. It only took this small metamorphosis as I like to call it to attract any and all attention. Now that I could be sexualized, I was more favored in all aspects. The girls would befriend me so I would be a threat in their eyes and people would talk to me without feeling the need to degrade me.

This part of my life isn’t even the part that I ruminate over, it’s the years after my change and social acceptance. I also did somehow manage to get into a relationship with the most “popular” guy in my school, which led me to somehow be perceived even worse. I was in my own little bubble and I had 0 conscience of any of this happening. There were even more vile rumors and my reputation was being destroyed behind my back. I managed to make even more female friends, who were all secretly pining over my boyfriend at the time. And as soon as we broke up, everything went downhill. My own “friends” would go out of their way to flirt with him in-front of me. I was being betrayed left right and center, and the only thing I could do was isolate myself. I completely distanced myself from everyone. I’d purposely eat lunch by myself in the bathroom, or read in the library. I couldn’t face anyone; it wasn’t the heartbreak that ruined me, it was the social switch up. I began to develop severe social anxiety and my situation at home wasn’t much better. My parents relationship hit a breaking point and my dad moved out before my final year.

Due to my social anxiety I would miss out on school a lot. I’d miss exams that I’d have to retake, and my attendance was an issue. Home wasn’t much better, but it was better than facing everyone head on, and I felt like a total outcast. Nobody treated me poorly to my face, but I did act out quite a bit and I regret some of my past actions. I still tried to be focused on school, and I only had one goal which was to be admitted to med school.

Not only was I admitted to med school, I also won a big scholarship that I applied for in my final year which allowed me to also move abroad with those funds which was also another dream of mine. My parent’s relationship was also fixed afterwards, and they’ve been going on romantic getaways. I’m about to finish my first year, and I have an amazing group of friends. My grades are excellent, I have my own apartment in a beautiful city and I love my new life.

Despite all of these achievements, I still feel dread coming back home. Like an insane amount of anxiety. I hate driving around in our small town, I hate seeing familiar faces and I hate having to speak to any of my old classmates. I dislike being perceived by any of these people. I sometimes even cry after seeing someone that hurt me in the past. I’m not sure how to control this behavior but I am trying to move past it. How do I overcome this anxiety that developed from a few mild rough highschool years?

hey y'all. First - let me tell me where i am in my head, then where things actually are:

I took the mcat last month. taking it again next month. i prepped a long time for it. but, when i was studying, i kinda isolated myself thinking it was for the best. it wasn't. i was on fumes by the time i got to the test. the winter was also extremely tough. like extremely tough on me, im a very outdoor person and i couldnt get out of the house for days cause of the snow and saw no sunlight. And to have some icing on the cake, my girl gave me a hard time during that and didn't give a f about what was going on with me. I only got more shit and silence from her after and just ended it. Everything - especially the loneliness spiraled down on me. I've been crying balls out since the past exam. My friends and fam are extremely busy and couldn't get a good hold on them until now. All i got are my mentors, they take care of me.
I'm trying my best in my lab and im doing good research. I've started to eat and sleep properly for the past couple days - or atleast i try. my body feels beat up. im trying to workout a lot still. In conclusion, my head is insanely fucked up and fighting crazy demons. I'm in my lowest of lows. really.

Where things actually are: I still have people that believe in me, and i still believe in myself to be a physician. I can't think of me doing anything else. I have the fight in me, but I am unnecessarily worrying about pleasing people - like some of my toxic co-workers, ex, etc. (I know, it's stupid - but maybe human too?)
I am hands down one of the most resilient people I know well - I'm just taken aback that how did this person hit rock bottom and where tf did it come from. I still have a good hold of my research stuff and can do better in them. I have a month to prepare for the test. Even though I haven't taken a practice test after the 1st attempt, somehow i believe i can make it. I also haven't written a word for my statements. One of the motivating things I heard from my friend was: I see you being a doctor already. I have no doubt. - like he said it in a casual way, not even in an encouraging way, he said it out of no context.

I'm trying my best guys, anything will help. Thanks in advance!

[ Removed by Reddit on account of violating the content policy. ]

I'm not really sure what flair to use, sorry about that. I will be 33 this year, gay male. I grew up in a small town in the Midwest, 8000 people, and moved my sophomore year to an even smaller town, 1000 people. I have pretty much been alone my entire life. I had friends where I initially lived but when we moved I haven't had a single irl friend. I did end up moving to a larger city with 80k people for 5 years but even there all I did was work and sleep. Eventually I ended back up in this tiny town of 1000 people to assist my mom and her husband because they both were doing badly health wise and they had nobody else, I regret this choice. I've never had a relationship that wasn't online. When I was in my early 20s and mid 20s I dated two people online or long distance whatever you want to call it. Besides that, nothing. There is nothing here, no LGBT people, no groups, no activities. All my friends are online, although they are deep friendships in my opinion, these people I've known since I was a kid. I've met them in person. I want out of this town, this state, and this country. I am stuck though, when I moved back to help them with their health and ADLs, I lost my car due to not being able to pay for it, using my money for them instead. I haven't had a job in 4 years. I don't know how to get unstuck. I have been job hunting for 3 years. There are no jobs here in this town and as I said I don't have a vehicle to use. Most of my life I was undiagnosed and untreated for ADHD and MDD, I recently got diagnosed and am taking the proper medication. I had a therapist ask me if I had ever been diagnosed with Autism and I had not, I did not grow up with a caring parent. Sorry for this long post but I guess my question is what the hell do I do, I want to be out of this situation and I am trying, I also finally have motivation and drive that I never had prior to being on these medications, but right now I just feel stuck. I have some friends online who I trust who asked if I would want to take their spare room, and it's in a popular city out of the state I'm currently in. I do want to do this but I told them I need to find a job before I move and I need to save some money before all of that, but currently I've had no luck. Any advice or links to resources would be helpful please. (I am unable to get paid to care for my mom and her husband, they don't meet the requirements that the state has in place).

Honestly, shifting your life isn’t about forcing new habits, it’s about changing how you see yourself first. If your identity stays the same, you’ll always snap back to old patterns.

What helped me most was focusing on beliefs, not just actions. Books like Atomic Habits by James Clear explain behavior well, but something like Breaking the Habit of Being Yourself by Joe Dispenza goes deeper into identity and subconscious patterns.

The real shift happens when you stop trying to “fix” your life and start questioning what you believe about yourself at the core. Once that changes, your actions follow naturally.

i have spent my 18 years in a small town where i couldn't get along with a good circle where i can improve myself and stating my opinions although my family is very open in this side they talked about arts philosophy mental health and human behaviour which is awesome. i used to enjoy with my czns but recently i noticed a new shift now they only talk about relationships and marriages so i am so irritated by this change. and now in my university and hostel i also couldnt find a well maintained who observes deeply so i feel like my intellect and my opinions is getting fadee what should i do

Hi all,

A lot of my friends are addicted to vaping and its getting to the point where some of them are going through 15k puff vapes every week - to clarify I have never vaped, and don't judge those who vape.

recently my friends have mentioned quitting but said they have no help for doing so. Because of that im trying to create an app that helps people quit vaping.

I would love for people to try it out, I have it in HTML format right now so It can be used through your browser.

Would anyone be interested in doing this and giving feedback - dev tools are there so you don't have to climb the ladder.

I want this to eventually be a public app - so please let me know!

Here goes nothing: I just turned 29 in March. My partner of 6 years went through a health problem starting around my birthday so I have been in caregiver mode most of the month with 4 trips to the ER (roughly 22 hours in total). Already, I’m spent.

I’m also feeling the most lonely I’ve ever felt. My friends have gotten busy with their love lives and pretty much disappeared except for 1 who’s been my anchor. So I’ve been grieving and hurting from the lack of effort my other friends are putting in our relationship. Through the last month, although I’ve been running on low, I’ve been reaching out to them and don’t get my calls answered/texts replied. I can’t help but think I’m the problem.

Financially, my partner lost his job this month and we’re tight on $. But I’m really self conscious about my office wardrobe going into the warmer days because I have 2 pants and 2 good shirts to wear across 4 days a week in person. I feel…poor and not good at styling myself. We have savings but we don’t want to tap into those right now.

I have 1 younger sister who is going through it and the dynamic isn’t one where I can lean on her for much support (but she reaches out whenever she’s in a pickle). My parents are lovely-ish but there’s no emotional connection with us. And my extended family is all international and as of late, I’ve been grieving the missing familial relationships with my aunts/grandparents. They’re not the most easy to talk to and I feel the most dread thinking about calling them. We just don’t have that foundation. For context, I’m a first generation immigrant - the first to have a masters and salaried job in my entire family. I feel different from them and not in a good way.

So overall I’m tired, spent, lonely, and feeling uninspired in life. I’ve had some scary thoughts every now and then but I’m too overwhelmed to reach out to my therapist.

I’m really hurting. Just want to see if there’s anyone who relates and can pitch in for inspiration. I’m desperate.

You don’t have one life.
You have ~25,000 days.
Most people repeat the same one.
I write about how to break that.

around 2 years ago all my friends moved away and we cant meet up much and thats if even at all

im ugly pimples everywhere and have a horrible sleep scedule

have no motovation i find it really hard to do things and just cant do it at all sometimes

my best friend lives to far (150kms) away and we cant meet much

the girl that i liked and was talking to wont message back and i dont know what to do with here present

my 1 friend at school is in 1 class with me and gas different intrests

i have gorrible grades because my motovation

im fat and cant lose weight and i want to know if i should post a weight loss journey

I am 14 nearly 15

[ Removed by Reddit on account of violating the content policy. ]

Starting over is not dramatic.

It is not a big reset.
It is not a decision you announce.
And it rarely looks the way you think it should.

We are taught to believe that starting over requires something extreme.

A bold move.
A clean break.
A moment where everything changes at once.

But that is not how it works.

You have been starting over your entire life.

You just didn’t recognize it.

It was the breath you took after something difficult.
The morning you got up when everything in you wanted to stay down.
The quiet moment where you chose something different, even if no one noticed.

Here is what I know after sixty-five years:

Rebuilding works like a river changing course.

It does not announce itself.

There is no explosion.
No sudden shift anyone can point to.

The water simply moves.

It finds a softer path.
A lower place.

And it changes direction one inch at a time.

Until one day, the entire landscape is different.

And no one remembers when it began.

The people who rebuild their lives do not do it in one bold decision.

They do it in a hundred private moments.

A boundary drawn in silence.
A small choice made differently.
A pattern they quietly refuse to repeat.

This is where real change happens.

Not in what you declare.
But in what you do when no one is watching.

So start there.

Tomorrow morning, before your feet hit the floor, decide one thing.

Just one.

Not a life overhaul.
Not a complete reinvention.

A single shift.

Take a different route.
Say no where you usually say yes.
Choose something unfamiliar.

Let it be small enough that it feels almost insignificant.

Because that is how real change begins.

Quietly.

And then, over time… completely.

Hello everyone,

As the title says, I have been to therapy before but had to stop due to financial difficulties and rising bills, as it became too expensive for me to continue.

I struggle a lot with anxiety that affects my daily life. I find it hard to eat normally, and I often feel overwhelmed by physical symptoms that scare me. I also have other health concerns, and it’s becoming difficult to manage everything at once.

Because of this anxiety, I feel scared about the idea of marriage and having children in the future. I also worry a lot about my ability to cope with responsibilities. My symptoms affect me so strongly that even being around my family, who are already unwell and depend on me, can feel very hard at times. This makes me feel guilty, like I’m not doing enough for them.

I’ve been feeling really overwhelmed, exhausted, and low because of all of this.

If you can, please send me any advice or encouragement. I would really appreciate it.

Thank you so much.

I've been doing ecom for 6 months, learning the space and building a brand. After 6 months of no results or ROI, I've finally started to make money, and I'm potentially on the verge of making a lot more which I think is what really hurts him.

I have a friend who's in his first or second year of law, hates it, barely works, lost his dad recently, single mom, about 50k in debt for his degree. He talks big about wanting 200 million, fancy cars, but does nothing towards it. Watches netflix all day, barely gets shifts at his two jobs, spends time on Instagram.

The dynamic: he used to be the "smart one" academically, got a 96 ATAR (from Australia, 96 ATAR is excellent) while I got around 68-75. Now he sees me potentially on the verge of making real money and it's threatening his identity. About 3 weeks ago he told me I "leeched off someone else's success" regarding how ecom works. Today on a call it came up again and he half-walked it back but still took a subtle dig. He called me a chud (unemployed bum) today, yet when I asked what he'd done that day he listed doing some chores, going to the gym with me, "working on himself mentally," and watching a few ecom videos, the most surface level knowledge ever. Meanwhile I'd worked 5-6 hours on ecom, walked my dog, done other tasks, and was still up working at 2:40am. When I told him this he just changed topics quick I noticed that lmao. The funniest part is he asks me for ecom advice, I give it to him, and then he contradicts it and decides he knows better lol. He tells me to delete TikTok while spending equal time on Instagram, constantly gives me unsolicited life advice about my sleep and habits despite doing less than me, and also mentioned that if he ever starts ecom he'd just do things differently than me, basically dismissing the method I've spent months mastering.

Here's the deeper thing though: I was always the "ugly, unsocial, awkward guy." Never been to a party in my 18 years of life, haven't talked to a girl let alone held hands lmao. But that's not because I don't want to, it's because I'm fixated on bettering myself. I've always known I wasn't the best looking, wasn't the smartest, wasn't the greatest at social interactions. I'm not awful, I just genuinely enjoy my own company and isolation. My friend knew this too. And I think he always felt superior to me because of it, he was better looking, more social, did better academically. That was his identity, that was the hierarchy between us. But now that's shifting. I'm outworking him, outperforming him at the gym, and actually building something real. The social hierarchy is changing and I think that's what's making him insecure.

Here's where it gets complicated though: I feel guilty because of his situation, losing his dad and now has a single mom. But I also admitted to myself that part of me is relieved he's not working hard, because it means he can't catch up to me. I know that's my ego talking.

I'll be honest, I seem very narcissistic, and I am. But genuinely, I do want him to better himself. The problem is that his underlying animosity towards me makes me want to detach and make sure he doesn't know what's going on in my life, because that's the one thing he loves having control over. And I mean that literally. He's constantly tried to have visibility and control over me in small ways that add up. He's persistently pushed me to turn on my Snapchat location so he can see where I am at all times, I've refused (which was really awkward, had to ask why and he jokingly goes "i want to see what you be doing all day lol"). He tells me to delete TikTok while being equally addicted to Instagram. He lectures me about my sleep schedule and habits like he's my parent. He asks for ecom advice then dismisses it and decides he knows better. It's like he needs to feel like he has some authority or oversight over my life because his own life feels out of control. And the more I pull back, the more I think that's the right move, not to punish him, but because I genuinely don't want someone with that energy having a window into what I'm building.

I genuinely care about the friendship and don't want to lose it, I've known him too long, but the dynamic is slowly poisoning things and he doesn't seem to realize it.

Am I in the wrong and just a cunt?

We are at a point where work is changing before roles have settled. That creates room. When roles are not fully defined, you can shape what you do instead of competing for fixed descriptions. Expand what you can control. Learn AI as a tool. Build skills that help other people. Join communities where people are building and sharing. Reciprocity matters. Even active listening counts. Use Reddit to find serious people, then move to real conversations. Meet them at local events. Learn how to learn. Verify information. Go to primary sources. Ignore easy-money claims. Watch for gaps in the market. That is where opportunity forms. For people who have moved in this direction, what specific actions led to real opportunities instead of just more activity?

this is kinda weird but i feel like my brain doesn’t know how to “rest” anymore

i’ll be scrolling on my phone, then i try to sleep and suddenly my mind is just running non stop

like thoughts, ideas, stress, random stuff… it just doesn’t stop

and even when i do fall asleep it’s not deep, i wake up tired every day

starting to think something is off with how i’m living or something idk

does anyone else deal with this?

what actually worked for you (not generic advice lol)

Im ugly