No one thinks of me

I'm not special to anyone. No one has ever cared for me. I'm 37 and I have no one to talk to.

I desire the simple things in life but I'm never going to get those things. I just feel stuck in life I feel exhausted. It's 1:33 am here I wish I could hug someone.

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SW-User

I'm quite a bit older and have also never been special to anyone. Desiring only the simple things is good, because in the end, they are the best things to have. I count what blessings I have daily, even if what I have seems meagre or pathetic to others -- and find this practice of gratitude helps to keep perspective.