i don’t understand the point of trying anymore, my whole life has been one big kick in the dick no matter how hard i try to be a good person. it seems every step forward i take in the right direction, i am pushed 20 steps back into depression.. constantly feeling this empty pit has created unbearable anxiety that has made me unable to connect with anybody. i thought i had finally met someone who understood my anxiety, only for them to lie to me.. imagine finding out your girlfriend is pregnant, but she cheated on you &amp; isn’t sure the baby is yours, &amp; come to find out the baby isn’t. this has not happened once but TWICE in my life, with different girls both times. recently, i’ve felt my head crumbling apart. all the walls i’ve set up acting like a hard ass to protect what emotions i have left are falling apart like the walls of Troy.. am i the only person who feels this alone? the only one who feels this longing for something they feel they’ll never be able to find? what am i doing with myself? what am i doing with my life? what am i going to do?