I don’t understand how I’m supposed to be happy and move forward in life when I feel dead all the time. Being alone constantly is a horrible feeling and I’m tired. I’ll be alone when I’m dead so what am I sticking around for? I don’t have friends. I don’t have a “normal” close family. I don’t have an SO. I have no one. Just me by myself dealing with my messed up thoughts and no one to show me that they care about me at the end of the day.  I’m never happy. Ever. Why would I stay?