
I’m 35 years old and I’ve never been in a relationship. I’ve never even been on a date.
People keep telling me to “just be yourself.”
I have been myself. Every year. Every room. Every version of my life. And whatever that’s supposed to unlock for other people has never unlocked for me.
I go home. I do my hobbies. I keep my head down. I watch everyone else build lives with someone while mine stays exactly where it’s always been.
“Be yourself” doesn’t feel like advice anymore. It feels like a shrug disguised as wisdom.
I’m not asking for a quote. I’m asking if this is really all there is for some of us.
Because right now, being myself has only proven one thing:
It isn’t working.









