I'm currently packing up my own things to move out to my own apartment in less than a month. This should be a big moment for me. This is what I've been working towards for the last six years of my life, and yet I feel so melancholy and sad

Because truth is I'm 29 and I'm so far behind. I feel I lost all of my 20s living in this place far away from my old friends while they moved on without me. Many of them made the smart decision to go to college right out of the gate while I fucked around with drugs and a person I was in love with. Ended up burned out on those drugs and horribly abused by that person, which is why I had to move up here in the first place.

So I'm 29, just getting back into schools finally getting my own place but I feel I have no family aside from my mom, no friends aside from one person whos actually a true friend (everyone else is so fake or stuck in their habits) and no hope at a relationship because I'm so emotionally traumatized that my social anxiety keeps me from going out to meet new people

Any advice for someone like me? Anyone? Bueller?