I've been so alone for nearly two years now. I've tried my hardest. I've got out there and dated. I never liked to think I was a needy person but I think I am. I've been trying to get better for a long time now. That comfort zone you get when your going through depression has gone and i'm on the verge of falling back down again. I need help but i've squandered what i've been given. I know I don't really deserve more help but the pain is telling me I need it. What am I meant to do?