My life bro

I'm 20 years old, and I have no friends, no career growth, no social interaction—nothing at all.

I want to say that this account was created recently, and I prefer to remain anonymous.

I was born in Europe and didn't stand out among my peers, living an ordinary life away from the hustle and bustle.

When I was 11 or 12, my father underwent treatment for alcoholism. For those who don't know, this means that the desire to drink completely disappears, and even a single attempt to drink can lead to terrible consequences. Unfortunately, after the treatment ended, my father began to abuse alcohol again.

This led to domestic violence—he would raise his hand against me and my loved ones. There were instances where he chased my mother with a knife in the streets.

Fortunately, this resulted in a breakup, and my father left the family. Life seemed to improve, but it wasn't that simple.

I was a difficult child, and my father raised me in his own way. After he left, I felt freedom and started getting into trouble, while my mother struggled to handle my temperament.

Due to bullying at school, I stopped going, and my mother didn't stop me, although she didn't try very hard either. Ultimately, I began skipping classes: first attending a couple of times a week, then a couple of times a month, and eventually just a few times a year. As a result, I repeated a grade twice and never received my diploma.

Without school, I spent a lot of time online. I tried to earn money and reached an income of $1,500-$2,000 a month. Although it was a small amount, for 15-year-old me, it was an achievement, but I decided to stop my activities in that area.

Between the ages of 16 and 18, I began to deteriorate and did nothing, possibly due to laziness. I constantly felt a lack of communication with people or care from loved ones, not knowing exactly what the problem was.

After turning 18, I got a job as a loader informally. I worked there for about a year but decided to quit since nothing interesting was happening. However, I enjoyed spending time with my colleagues and discussing various topics while working.

After quitting my job, I decided to take out loans and spend them. I don’t know what I was thinking at the time, but it happened. As a result, I accumulated $8,000 in loans and spent it all within a month — it was the most vivid month of my life.

At the moment, I have no education, no friends, I rarely communicate with relatives, and I also have no job or career.

Through this post, I want to convey the idea that life doesn't always turn out well, and it's important not to think everything will be wonderful. Try to avoid my mistakes.