I left a good job about a year ago
I left a good job about a year ago, because I thought I was moving. Now I'm not. Since then I have worked sporadically doing lousy, low-paying temp work. My resume now completely looks like s***.
I have no friends. My wife gets jealous when I have them. When we were separated, I tried to make friends, but I spent the year trolling the local, big city without making a connection. I spent the year completely alone in a city of two million people. During that time, I did try to get a particular lady with whom I once worked to like me, but she had a new boyfriend and probably didn't like me anyway. She just wanted to be "friends."
I am in my 30s and have a Master's degree from a good university, but I have always been an underachiever. None of the plans that I had in my 20s panned out. The same can be said of my 30s.
I dream of things that might make life better: living elsewhere, maybe having a new girl, a new job, etc., but I recognize that my fatal flaw is that my dreams are nothing but delusions.