I'm 27F, and lately it feels like one day is just passing after another.
I've been single for about three years. I'm in therapy. I try to stay healthy, make to-do lists, set goals, keep myself productive, travel, spend time with friends... basically all the things people tell you to do to build a good life.
But I still feel... empty.
Sometimes I feel like I'm faking being okay. Even when I'm with friends, I'm making people laugh, joining conversations, doing everything I'm "supposed" to do, but inside I don't actually feel present. I spend a lot of time at home, and even when I do go out or travel, it feels like I'm just distracting myself. The trip ends, and I come back to the same feeling.
People always say, "You have to learn to be happy by yourself before being with someone." I genuinely want that to be true. I've been trying. But how do you actually feel it? Because following the playbook hasn't worked for me.
The last time I remember feeling genuinely excited about life was last year when I was talking to a guy I really liked. I thought he could be "the one." It didn't work out, and later I realized he wasn't as genuine as I believed. Looking back, I don't think he made me happy—I think I was happy because I felt connected to someone.
If I'm being completely honest, I don't even remember the last time I felt consistently content. Maybe I was 15 or 16. Since college and then working life started, everything has felt like checking boxes.
I've also been off Instagram for more than a year because it wasn't good for my mental health. I still use Reddit, YouTube, and Twitter, but I don't miss Instagram much. Sometimes I think if I went back and started posting stories again, people would message me. But then I think... would they actually care, or are they just reacting because I'm visible? That thought makes me not want to go back.
Another thing that's been on my mind is relationships. My parents aren't forcing me to get married tomorrow, but it's obviously a conversation now that I'm 27. And honestly, I do want a partner someday. I don't want to spend my whole life doing everything alone.
At the same time, the idea of eventually ending up in an arranged marriage scares me. What if I don't find someone on my own? What if I have to marry someone I barely know? What if it doesn't work out? My brain keeps jumping years ahead instead of letting me live today.
I know I'm overthinking. My brain has about 95 tabs open all the time.
I guess I'm just wondering...
Is this what adult life feels like? Is this a normal phase in your late 20s? Has anyone felt this constant emptiness even while doing everything "right"? And if you did, what actually helped—not just temporarily, but in a way that made life feel meaningful again?
I'd really appreciate hearing from people who've been through something similar.