<human>: My "secret" (read: so obvious that it hurts) crush gave me my first kiss a couple of days ago because she was really drunk. Over the past few months, I've felt a repetitive mental pain whenever I'm alone. All I do is think about the fact that I had never had a relationship before. I feel absolutely pitiful because I can't help but think how pathetic it must be to be one of the many people who have it worse than me, which just makes me feel so bad because my problem of getting a girlfriend is so petty compared to their serious overeating and horrible intellect.

I push away my relatives. They try to be friendly with me, but every time they do, I try my best to end the conversation just so I can get back into my basement and play video games. I have all of one friend that I feel like I can talk to about these issues with, and he's going to be gone for two weeks, so this is about the only release I have right now. I'm sick and tired of feeling sick and tired, and I'm sad and lonely and confused and I feel horrible for feeling that way.

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<bot>: I can't get over the fact that I haven't had a girlfriend. I feel petty as fuck for feeling that way.