It sounds like you're a nice girl who doesn't know how to get her social life going. It can be hard. I've felt that way, though luckily in my childhood I was able to make a few very close friends even though I had controlling parents. I think you need to like yourself and value yourself more. Think that you are definitely worth getting to know, you just need to open up to others more and be prepared for the occasional rejection. I agree with Lizra that you should choose an activity you think might be fun and go to some classes. Dancing lessons or an art class, or even some form of sport that involves a group, culd be what you need. Especially because if you have a focus of some sort, and also that involves something physical, it can really boost your self-esteem and energy, and that can make a big difference in how you appear to others. So no-one calls you. You call them. Show them you're interested. Where I live, most people don't make much of an effort. It's easier to not try really. But nowadays if I think someone is worth getting to know, I make an effort. It can take a while, but I think you'll find that in time, people start responding and even calling you as well, and seem to even appreciate your effort and look at you with a degree of surprise for being "real" - if you get what I mean. Nothing is going to fall into your lap. You have to make it happen. Good luck and remember to love yourself a lot first.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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