It’s my fault.

It’s my fault I’m single. It’s my fault I’ve been lazy and distracted. It’s my fault I don’t want anyone else.

I’m not as confident as I should be.

I don’t use dating apps. I’m not studying as much as I need to. I don’t talk to people enough so it’s my fault I’m lonely.

I could make different choices, but I don’t.

I need to get good grades and be successful and meet new people and show up on time. I guess it looks like there’s a whole life ahead of me, but there’s not.

I don’t think I’ll live that long, so why try?