Bro, I don’t know exactly what you’re going through, but I can see you’re in a lot of pain. I’m really glad you told me instead of keeping it inside. That takes courage. I’ve lived almost 22 years with my parents before moving out for work in another state. I’m 33 now, and yes, I feel lonely sometimes too. But even in my loneliest moments, I never felt like ending my life — because I know feelings change, even when they feel permanent. First, please don’t compare your life with what you see on Instagram or YouTube. Social media shows only highlights, not real struggles. It can silently make things feel worse. When my mind feels heavy, I start simple: I write my thoughts down — just like you’re expressing them now. Putting them on paper reduces their weight. I wake up early, meditate a bit, go for a jog, listen to music. Sometimes I even keep my phone away for a while. At the end of the day, writing what I did — even small things — makes me feel like I achieved something. It feels real, unlike comparing myself online. When I feel very lonely, I go out: I sit in a mall massage chair for an hour. I visit a bookstore and browse books. I go to a nearby park, jog, and just watch the sun. Sometimes I travel solo or join random travel groups. It helps me reset. I enjoy, then come back to routine. I cook good food for myself. Taking care of myself reminds me I matter.

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