I hit my quarter life crisis a week before the pandemic hit my state and I’ve never recovered from it. I was rejected by all of the graduate programs that I applied to (I’ve always wanted to be a college professor) and I moved home to live in my parents basement. It was lonely enough then, but after a small get together last fall caused a COVID scare, I haven’t seen my friends in months. I work a dead end job that hasn’t given me a raise since I started there nearly two years ago, and I’ve been overcompensating for my shortcomings for months. I have no significant other, nothing going for me. My one solace has been in my mother and brother (my dad and I are close but not insanely close). My brother comes home for brief visits and my mom is usually grouchy by the time I get home from work, so I really see them very little. But My brother just came home for Spring Break and my mother’s birthday, and on her birthday some things were said that just really hurt me and makes me want to pull away even more. Apparently my presence upstairs annoys my brother whenever I’m there, and my parents won’t talk to me about things that I’m interested in. I understand that I have odd and quirky interests, but I have no one to talk about them with. I tried to bring up one o my interests and was quickly shot down. Mind you, my brother is an engineering student who can go one for hours about obscure technical things, but the second I bring up anything about the history of the English Language (or anything historical really), I get told that it isn’t important and that no one will ever date me if I bring it up in conversation ever. Right now I’m uninspired, unmotivated, depressed, and isolated. I have no idea what to do with myself. I have no idea what to do at all.
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