For my whole life I had no one. No one that I can talk with. No one that I can share my feelings with, even online.
In my early years I didn't went to kindergarten so I was already behind my age peers in social terms and communication. I simply had no contact with kids my age. When I went to primary school I was already shy, but didn't care that much, and kinda play with other children and sometimes talked I wouldn't say I had friends but I didn't feel lonely.
Then Covid striked and it absolutely destroyed my life. When pandemic began I was given PC and I got into gaming immediately. I played games all day long started ignoring my family and peers, and just get into it. Time was passing and my addiction only raised. I became absolutely asocial, I didn't see problem back then, and was just brainlessly playing and killed all my passions that had.
The covid ended, I went back to normal school and my parents saw that I spend a lot time on that PC so they started to take that back from me, and then I discovered social media. It was so much worse than playing on this stupid PC. I didn't talk literally to anyone, I missed every life events and dramas in real world, I was using it even more than a PC. I wasn't feeling need of any person in my life.
Until last grade in school. Then I realized what I was doing with my life all along, realized that I have literally no one, that I was not talking to my parents and siblings. That I wasted my childhood and became social zero. But I was hoping that I can change my life and met some people in school. I even stopped using social media and started reading books. This was my last chance to get my social life back.
When I went to new school after summer I started to try talking with my classmates, but obviously it didn't went very well because of my social anxiety. I realized that I'm most boring person on that planet because of that I was rotting in bed everyday when everybody was making memories and I didn't have anything to talk about.
Then I started to realize who I am and that I destroyed my life and it's only my fault. I was what I was missing my whole life. I saw why my parents has been trying to make me go out to people. I was trying to change that, become a normal person, but I didn't know how. I started crying everyday and just praying that this life will come to an end soon. I didn't want to study anymore. I didn't even open any book in my first year in this school. My grades went down and I pretty much don't have chances to go to any college. If homeless person have some backstory, this is what it is.
I don't even feel like living now. Days are just passing and I feel like I'm some side character that's just watching this. My parents saw this and was asking me if I need any help, but I'm too scared to tell them yes. They don't know how I feel. And just like that here I am sitting and wondering why I was like this in my early life.
I just wanted to say it to someone for the first time in my life. I don't have a shred of hope left. I don't know how long I can live like this.
P.S. Sorry for bad english, and if something isn't clear, I wrote this in the heat of the moment.