I'm federally disabled from anxiety disorder, and suffer from hopeless levels of depression currently.
I simply don't understand what I'm supposed to be looking forward to in life. Let me summarize some key points I'm facing:
I have been alone since 1997. I am now 47. I have no exposure to women my age, and have never found a non-celebrity that I find attractive. I am attracted to women about 30 and under, who are still fit and sexy, not old and saggy. Every day I am told that my attraction to younger women is "creepy". This means I will be alone forever.
Due to the poverty I've been forced into due to disability constraints (lack of livable amount of aid leads to not enough money to eat healthy or buy the gear necessary for exercise) I am now very overweight. I am 100% turned off by overweight women. I do not wish to present a double standard, so I don't try to date. I will definitely be alone forever.
Due to my anxiety disorder, I can not perform most job functions in today's conservative corporate slave labor society that demands 7 days a week, 10-24 hour days of work, or work at 2-3 jobs at once. It isn't healthy for people to work beyond 4-5 days a week, and never more than 8 hours a day. Regardless, I can't work phones, travel, do physical labor, work in an environment that risks injury, use any kind of tools, work directly with clients or people, or otherwise do tasks demanded of most careers. I can only manage work if left alone, listening to headphones, creating something on a computer. This is why I used to develop software. Problem is, the software industry requires that insane work load. I lost my entire 20s to working every waking second, 7 days a week, 10-24 hour days for 8 straight years. Due to this I missed my chance to marry and have kids, or make friends, as people predominately do in their 20s.
I can not work on my own from home, because I can not guarantee income each month, and can not sell. Even if I could create from scratch, I can't get whatever it is to people and guarantee I'll have $1,500+ a month to survive. Other people can fall back to fast food or driving jobs. I can not. I have no fall back. If I leave disability to try to work anywhere, I can not get back on disability (it took 10 years to process originally). I am only allowed to work for $80 if I want to keep my disability, and that's only an hour to an hour 1/2 of work for me. And again, there's no work environment I can function in. I have no purpose.
My nation is dying. Evil is in charge, getting away with countless crimes, and the worst in society are mocking those fighting for our very survival, while attacking others with racist and xenophobic attacks. Propaganda reigns supreme, and expertise and intellect- the only thing I have going for me as someone with a Mensan level IQ- is now frowned upon in society as a bad thing. Our future is dire, as we are being warned by every expert simultaneously humanity is going to go extinct if we do not act on climate change now, yet deniers attack the truth and science being put forth and push debunked propaganda points. Nothing we do now will matter, as humanity will be extinct in a few hundred years. Why write a book if no one will be around to read it?
The things I love are dead. Music is dead- I only listened to Prince, and we lost him in 2016. No other music moves me like his, and it's too hard to listen to his right now without getting super upset about him being gone.
TV is dead- networks cancel shows after one or two seasons, wasting the time of viewers. Bad fans scream at quality entertainment offerings, and get shows, movies and games canceled or ruined based on their ignorant and hateful attacks on these products. It's now to the point where there's no point in consuming any entertainment, as it will be ruined by people or by the studios behind it by canceling it before finishing the story. Who would buy a book that is only half finished? Yet, this is what happens every year with countless TV shows.
Games- very important to me- are being ruined by toxic gamers, making online gaming impossible due to the racism, bigotry and hate spewed on any multiplayer offering. Solo games are being phased out by companies as non-profitable, and when they do commit to single player experiences, uninformaed (often young) gamers with no knowledge of the difficulties of development attack the companies to the point of physical death threats, where certain offerings have been canceled, removing what would have been hundreds of hours of entertainment I could use to escape with from ever being developed.
I am a creative person, but can't be creative when so much evil is going on in the world, and as I said above, why create things when no one will be around to consume them? Later this century people will be busy struggling to survive the damages of climate change to the point that there will be wars and mass famine. People won't have time to read the book of fiction you wrote 50 years earlier. They'll be busy dying out.
Then the kicker: At the end of everything, we die. We only perceive reality through our own perspective. Therefore, when we die, and we enter oblivion and a state of non-existence, everything ceases to exist. So everything you ever did had and will forever have no relevance. Cure cancer? It'll only help a few before humanity goes extinct. And you'll never know anything about it. Nothing about who got cured. Nothing about the legacy of your work. You'll never be aware of anything ever again for all time and beyond.
So again, what's there to hope for? Knowing you're old, you can't become 27 again. You will be alone because of how society dictates "appropriate" dating scenarios. You can never work, never have a purpose, never have the money. Everything around me is broken, or breaking. I can never get the money to fix or replace anything. My glasses I need to see are now two years old, and everything is blurry. Nothing I can do about it. I can't buy clothes. I own no socks and about four pairs of underwear. Can't go out and do anything in public for the most part because I'm too broke and it's unsafe with all the gun violence. There's no point to anything, during or after living.
I mean, I bet life is great if you were lucky and ended up with a ton of money in order to have most of these woes go away, but even so, there is a certain amount of naivety that goes along with blocking out all of the problems that exist to be happy in your own little world even though millions are suffering and dying and the entire species is about to die out. And remember- 100% of peer-reviewed climate change scientists agree we are in a dire situation.
Good luck trying to put a happy spin on how crappy life is. Maybe not for you, but most certainly for me. And there's nothing I can do to change it, as the problems are either related to being old, or societal constructs I can not change.