I hate who I am, or at least I hate my flaws. I think that's normal though. I'm 27, I have never had a girlfriend and I currently have no friends. Even online I feel like I have no friends, there is no one I talk to with any consistency whatsoever. Even my own family I don't talk to on any regular basis. I feel truly alone and mostly believe that if I were to end it all no one would miss me. I don't want to go to therapy because I feel convinced if I were to mention how I truly feel I would be carted away in a straight-jacket to insure I didn't redwall the therapist's room or my own. I often daydream about my life either becoming better or about life if it never went to shit. I feel like I was supposed to be some sort of great intelligent mind of the current times but I got off at the wrong bus stop. And then to think such a thing I cringe at myself for being clearly delusional.