I feel like getting into a loving relationship would fix all of my problems. I'd have someone who would tell me they love me and someone whom I can tell "I love you". Everywhere I look its just like if you don't love yourself when you're alone a relationship won't fix you, and I think that's complete bullshit. The only times I've ever been happy is when I knew with apsolute certainty that someone actually cares about me. All I want is someone who would help me bear this fuckin illness. And I know that brings other problems but at this point in desperate. But that only hinders my chances. No one wants a mopey sad guy in their lives. So I just pretend like I'm fine but the loneliness is so overbearing I can sometimes barely breathe. Holy hell this fucking sucks