I am in crisis. Im drowning, being pulled under. I'm fu*king livid, I'm so angry. I'm desperate, lonely, disgusted with myself, I feel worthless, embarrassed, unwanted, unneeded and most of all....the loneliness is so suffocating. No one in my life gives a damn about me. What's the point of fighting? I'm not looking for any pity or false sense of friendliness. I'm saying what the hell is the point? People who've come thru the other side...do you have an answer?