Who else struggles to find activities and hobbies that fulfill them?? I try but every time I get close to embracing one I get distracted by/obsessed with some lame boy and invest all my energy into the relationship. Which makes me miserable without fail, every fucking time. I have no purpose and no true passions outside of romantic relationships with men. I love writing, but the idea of putting pen to paper petrifies me.  I love singing, but something keeps me from opening my mouth. Who can relate?? Who has found a way to overcome this, or at least made progress on becoming a whole person?? I know others see how empty I am and it turns them off. How reliant I am on my relationships with others. Share your experience if you feel comfortable! I feel so stuck.