It's difficult. I think they can help you through minor hard times but they won't change who you are and the cause of your problems, which means that eventually you will go to your fall back plan.
Another person can't change your life actively, you are the only person who can do that but they can still help and support you to an extent where you feel better in general.
But even if, I have a few people I consider to be friends, online and one irl and they've been supporting me, helping me, being there for me ever since. I can talk to them and everything but I still feel lonely, like I'm the only soul on the world.
You've put into words something I have always felt, I've never been able to find the right ones- but only soul in the world fits perfectly.
This is the hardest part of life. I can't figure this out and I most definitely don't understand.
I am one of the friendliest outgoing people, I do well in networking and even have worthless social media "success" (I accidentally got 20k+ followers on TikTok but didn't want to be a "TikToker" so when I miraculously hit 10k in two weeks I quit posting), I have a motorcycle group that I started when I was new to riding a few years ago and that has grown to 1500+ people- so many people "know" and "like" me- yet I have no real connections... I am the black sheep from all my siblings, I have always been the forgotten one from friends and family, I have never been anyones first choice, I have never had someone SHOW me that I truly matter to them (except my Dad, but he CTB), I've always been the "best" girlfriend (according to THEM) and still been the one betrayed and left heartbroken. I have three roommates, I texted them this last weekend that a member of my family died and that it's been hard for me, ONE responded- the other two (even the childrens' PASTOR) didn't acknowledge me or my loss, but they responded to messages about the wifi bill. I don't know why no matter what, there is never anyone really there for me. I truly believe that I am a good person and a good friend to others, but I've felt alone for most of my life. I always have gone back and forth with blaming myself or blaming the world. I'm starting to think its both. Someone to talk to and understand me, show up for me and making me feel like I matter to them, that would be enough for me, but like you stated, I feel like the only soul in the world too. I find great comfort and great sadness knowing that you feel that way too.
if i had actual close friends that i talked to on a regular basic it wouldn't stop me but id be significantly less suicidal
I completely agree. I don't understand why this is so freaking hard.
The word friend is very vague. A very good friend can be life-changing in unimaginable ways. But finding that that is not unlike trying to find a soul-mate. Most people are shit; almost every time i had supposed friendships it only made my life worse. It is very rare for me to find someone that i enjoy spending time with.
There are so many people on this planet, it blows my mind that this is so hard to do. I go back and forth between blaming the world and blaming myself. I really do wish that life could be simple, for some reason it seems to be anything but that.