I'm 43 and I have no friends.
It's not that I chose not to have friends.
I tried to fit in, but somehow I was always the one standing out.
And I really didn't have friends for real, just people who knew me and I knew them and we were in contact because of where we lived, school or work.
It's not like I didn't want friends. I do want friends.
I would love to have friends with somewhat the same interests as me to bond with but there aren't any.
No one tries to contact me unexpectedly, asking how I am doing, how I really feel or what's going on in my life for real.
It's painful to admit, but it has been sitting in my head for a long time and I needed to speak it out.