I feel like no one truly cares about me. I don’t feel anyone truly knows me either. Not even the people “closest” to me. I feel alone and I’ve learned to like it because despite the fact that I secretly long for better people in my life... meeting new people is something I despised and I think it’s because I’ve learned that all relationships ( at least mine) are one sided. And I simply don’t want to give anything more to another person when I’ve learned from all my relationships with others that I’m not cared for. I’m just an afterthought. Invisible &amp; easy to dismiss, easy to let down. And I feel that I’ve been treated this way by every single person I’ve met in my life. Even my own mother didn’t really give a shit about me.  Sure there have been good times and decent people but no one that’s truly cared or really knows me or gives a shit to know. And I don’t wanna keep trying  and be disappointed-so I give up and just accept my fate. I’ve been waiting to die since 3rd grade and I’m almost 30 now. I think to myself how disgusting the world is that someone like me is still alive while people who actually have something to live for and are grateful for their lives, die everyday