I grew up with parents who did not allow me to have friends. Every single friendship I had was not good enough for them and they always found ways to dismantle my friendships. If I got home 30 minutes late after school because I was hanging out chatting with a female friend, they'd accuse me of sneaking away with boys (which was never the case). They had this odd notion that every female friend would lead me astray and get me to sleep with boys. They ruined a couple of my friendships by making up lies (if a friend gave me a gift, they wouldn't believe me and accuse me of stealing it thus preventing me from seeing that friend again or alternatively, if I lost something they'd accuse a friend of theft and bar be from seeing them again). I grew up with a pattern where my friendships never lasted more than one year or two because of this. I was not allowed to see any friends outside of school, which made it difficult to solidify friendships.
It therefore pushed me to always keep people at arm's length and always assume people have ill intentions. This has carried into my adult life as I have very few friends now and most of my adult friendships have always been one-sided (meaning me being the listener / therapist). I stopped speaking to my family 5 years ago and during these five years, I had one great year (2019) where literally everyone I knew wanted to hang out and I was constantly invited to places. It was the first time ever in my life I had experienced something like this and I really enjoyed it as it was all I wanted (socially). Alas, it didn't last long because shortly after I started getting a healthy social life, my family tried to get in touch with me (which turned out to be a disaster) and for some reason, my social life vanished shortly after (I was down for months, COVID hit and the rest is history). Now, I have little to no friends at all and no close family member. My youngest sister was my best friend but she was used as a vehicle by my parents when they tried to reach out and we're no longer in touch because of this episode.
I don't really have anyone at this point, but I think it's probably for the best. People come and go. I often wonder if I ever meet someone that I'd end up liking and it gets serious, how I would explain not having friends and not having a single family member around. It would be regarded as a red flag by many people. If I were to ever get married, my guest list would be non-existent, which is quite sad, but again, I'm not particularly seeking to have a big wedding in any case. I sometimes feel inadequate and wish I had tons of friends, but then I think of how busy I am with work and my personal ambitions that it leaves me no time to see anyone. Then again, the day I'm on my death bed, I don't want to be reminiscing the course of my life only to realize that most of my life has been plagued with loneliness and no fun at all. I realize I won't have many happy "people" memories, but it is life. I'm still young (31), but as time goes on, especially with COVID which has simply scattered or dismantled friendships, it's difficult to imagine a future where I will be surrounded with people. I've made my peace with this though. It is what it is. I can certainly related with older people who are lonely or who live in isolated because they don't have anyone. People often underestimate the impact of isolation and can sometimes take their family and friendships for granted. I don't even have a partner, so the relationship drawer of my life is completely empty, just a couple of roaches hanging out. Even with all this, I'm still proud to find ways to make myself feel less lonely. I like my own company and that's all that matters at the end of the day.