but whenever i try it just ends up making things worse
i guess im just cursed to not have any real friends or something
and yeah i guess it wasnt really that bad but its contributing to my anxiety so it could eventually mess up my life
Let me tell you a story. I was bullied, a loner for a bit, developed major depressive disorder, developed cyclothymia, went through 5 bad therapists, hated therapy, still tried, found a good one, tried different medications, went to the mental hospital 2 times due to suicidal idolization, slowly got better with help, went a 3rd time this year as a precaution, got off meds. What was the result? I learned from it all, became a super positive person, realized all of the good things and relationships in my life, am loving life, am fostering close friendships now when I never really had one.
Our failures are not failures at all, we learn from them and become the people we are later in life, they ALWAYS turn into successes.
P.S. I realized the reason I didn't have [many] close friends is because >I< wasn't trying. I was so wrapped up in my own problems to attempt to be a good friend to people. You have to give to receive.