I don't hate you, or think you're arrogant or stuck up or anything like that. I used to feel exactly like you, that my situation was different, that I was a freak, hopeless, conventional advice was useless to me. The thing is, we convince ourselves of these things because we believe them to be true, based on our experience. Our past experiences shape our self image, and that is the image we present to the world, and eventually we identify ourselves as this freak that we imagine ourselves to be, letting everybody around us know (subconsciously) that we are this kind of hopeless loser. Now, of course, if you think of yourself as a hopeless loser, and you present yourself to the world as a hopeless loser, then people are going to view you / treat you as a hopeless loser.
Step outside of yourself for a minute and read some of your own posts, from the perspective of an "outsider". "What sane women would want to be with an isolationist freak like me who has lived in this remote bubble away from the world? What about any friends for that matter? What children would have to have such a freak father such as me that can hardly guide them and teach them anything because I know so little in the first place?"
Come on, seriously man? I mean, I get it, I used to feel the same way. I'm not much to look at... I was just told by my boss this weekend that I look like Steven Carell... AKA the actor from "The 40 Year Old Virgin". Hah, a bit ironic, that is... couple that with social anxiety and a messed up childhood that caused me to forfeit my potential... I shared the same experiences as you through adolescence, never dating, few friends, etc. Coupled with the fact that I was raised by a poor single mother, I was bullied mercilessly, ignored by my parents and abused daily by my stepfather.
But, of course, as has already been mentioned, this is not a "my life is worse than yours" pissing contest. If it was, I would be a top contender... and yet, there are still others who have it much worse than me. So what's my point? My point is that, in spite of my lack of higher education, my lack of any specialized job skills, my lack of friends, my lack of social skills and utter lack of any recognizable redeeming qualities, I have managed to do alright for myself, if only through sheer determination. Yes, I am older (and I might argue a bit wiser) than you, but I have been in your position and felt exactly how you feel. In my youthful ignorance, I didn't even realize just how toxic my own attitude was to my existence. You are so convinced that you are hopeless, a "freak among freaks", that you have made yourself so. The circular road of depression is paved with self fulfilling prophecies. One almost has to wonder if secretly you want to see yourself as this abomination, as it absolves you from taking any responsibility for your own station in life. Forgive me if that sounds harsh, but as someone who has dealt with depression for years - the bulk of that depression stemming not from my childhood abuse, but rather the fact that I felt like an outcast in the world - I can honestly say that part of me enjoys being depressed and viewing myself as a pariah, to think that I was specifically chosen by God to be punished for some unnamed sin, to hold myself up as a martyr... but it's all bullshit. Yeah, I had a crappy childhood. Yeah, I missed out on a lot of things. Yeah, I'm not the best looking or most charming guy around. But no matter how bad I had it, somebody else had it worse... and chances are, that somebody is out there doing more with their lives in a week than I've managed to accomplish in 10 years.
Whatever it is that you think makes you uniquely cursed, I can assure you that you are wrong. Your only curse is your attitude. What are your issues? Lack of friends... well, that can be fixed, but it would require going out and getting involved in something other than feeling sorry for yourself. No girlfriend? You and I both know from experience that desperation is a HUGE turnoff to women. Get that fixed, and your luck will improve tenfold. No job, skills, education? Maybe you are used to being pampered, but these things do not just fall in your lap; you have to work for them.
Sorry for the bit of tough love here, but I figured the only way to show empathy for someone who has no empathy is to not show him any empathy... hah. I don't mean to offend you in any way. Trust me, like I said, I have been in your position before and felt exactly as you do. You have a choice... you can accept this fate that you have sealed for yourself, or you can stand up and say, "no, fuck this, I'm not going to settle for living like this, I'm going to do something with my life". Of course there are no guarantees of success... life doesn't come with a warranty or a refund policy. But you never know what you can (or can't) do until you try, and try, and try again. And if you fail 100 times, try 100 more. You only live once, and the game isn't lost until you're dead. From the looks of it, you ain't dead yet. So what the hell are you quitting for? This game isn't over yet. You've got to actually play if you ever hope to win.
Yeah, I know you probably have a lengthy response lined up to explain to me exactly why you are so utterly hopeless... just think how successful you could be if you put the same amount of effort into improving your life that you put into making excuses. I don't care how ugly or weird or socially awkward or whatever you think you are, there are probably at least a billion people on the planet who make you look like Don Juan by comparison. So stop thinking of yourself as the belltower hunchback, and maybe people will stop treating you that way. There are lots of great women out there who are just looking for a good man who will treat them right, it's not all about looks or money my friend, I assure you. If the women you talk to seem preoccupied with those things, then you are clearly talking to the wrong kinds of women anyway.
Not sure if this post is helpful at all or not... probably not. I haven't been around much these days, so I'm not really sure if I'm of any use to anyone here anymore, but your thread caught my attention, and I can relate to it in some ways, so I figured I'd give it a shot.