I feel the exact way. That I waste away , living a life of dreams and wishes. It’s a complete disaster of my life .

I have tragically always expected someone to rescue and save me, while assuming no true self esteem or self worth.

I have neglected my own inner spirit in the quest for love. For someone , desperate for anyone to see me , to truly love Me.

I dunno why I feel like I’m not loved .

What is wrong with me ?

Why did it take me 30 years to finally discover my own dreams And my own desires for work .

I dunno why I let everyone else think for me . Everything, from sick nutty s** dreams , to career ideas . Why??