I'm 27, nearly 28. I am so unbelievably unhappy with the circumstances of my life, and I don't know what to do about it. I have a job that I'm good at, but I struggle with it so much, especially the social aspects. I don't click with my colleagues, and I dread going into the office so much because of it. I have drifted from all of my friends, and I have such low self-esteem I think they wouldn't want to hear from me as I'm weird, miserable and boring. For the same reason, I don't make new friends and isolate myself and keep to myself at work. I've never been in a serious relationship, as I just can't imagine anyone liking me in that way. I spend most of my free time either mindlessly scrolling through social media or watching TV, comfort eating, 'treating' myself to things like new clothes and makeup and booking trips and days out to try and make myself feel better. I honestly can't remember the last time I was happy. Every chapter of my life has felt anxiety-ridden and awful, and when I look back at old pictures I can feel it. Work is a struggle, university was a struggle, school was a struggle. I think I haven't been happy since primary school, to be honest. I want nothing more to be a Mum, and over the years I've watched as people I went to school with start having babies and getting married and each time my heart just sinks.
Every Sunday I get this horrible feeling wash over me like I'm running out of time to work out how to sort my life out. I journal a lot, and I get this panicked feeling that I've not been self-reflective enough, I've not worked everything out 'yet'. I expect to be able to self-reflect and ruminate my way to happiness, and somehow on Sunday I feel like I need to spend the day working out what's wrong so I can head into Monday armed with everything I need to know to finally sort myself out.
I don't even know why I'm posting this. I guess to try and channel that horrible Sunday feeling into something, and hope that someone out there has some advice or words of wisdom or something