Well I guess this is my life story. I'm 25, about to be 26. Grew up mostly in the NY/nj area, bounced around from relative to relative most of my youth, so was alone or took care of my baby cousins. The one uncle I did stay with the most was a heavy alcoholic. We would drive around while he was drunk and forget to drop me at my mom's job. Always turned into an argument and it seemed there was no place for my parents to stick me. I at least got to travel to go to the same school, where from first to ninth I was constantly made fun of. Never had the right clothes, all the girls called me ugly, and back then I knew nothing of sports. The kids would play jokes by pretending to ask me out then saying jk, or telling other girls I liked them and they would all say how disgusting. Others just said I was gay so no matter what wasn't fitting it anywhere. Eventually I learned to play sports abd the kids on my street started playing with me. I never told anyone how much I got made fun of. High school was tough. Then college came and it was my chance to make real friends and a new identity. It worked for a while but I was miserable inside. I still went to parties and did whatever was offered to me, just to.black out. Then my second year I met a girl who had a bf but I thought was cute. He cheated on her a few times then she started saying how she liked me and stuff. I thought maybe things would be different. After a while I asked her on aim why she still went out with this kid who didn't like her just fucked her. I told her I did but she said she just wanted to be free to hook up with anyone. She only hung out with me until we both transferred. There were other girls I did favors for, didn't ask for anything in return but they still talked behind by back to my roommate. So I transferred to ub to run away again and that's when I became the most depressed. No friends wanted to visit me but always wanted me to come down to them. Didn't meet any one really. Soon I stopped going to class and my senior year failed out. I was so close to pharmacy school but only after a semester I failed out. Some people say two years but w/e. Went home all my friends graduated had gfs seemed so happy, so I just pretended. They tried to hook me up with this girl but she had no interest in even wanting to know me or talk to me, and no one else liked her, even the people who hooked me up with her. I tried for a while but it was going no where so I gave up and that's the last time I was ever interested in any girl. By then I had turned to drugs, lots of loans no degree everyone expecting I would be like a doctor or something. Parents always on me on how I was a mess up look at your cousins your just a drop out, didn't even try hard enough. So I tried and still am retaking classes near Rutgers at mcc but been doing it since 2011, and I'm no where close to anything or anyone. I left them all and just ran away and now I just hide in my apartment, mostly crying at night just replaying my life over and over. I do seek some help, a therapist and I try not to self hurt but iono. some days I don't bother showering or getting out of bed, don't see the point. Nowadays I wake up, smoke play video games watch tv, if I have class sometimes I manage to go, if not my nights are anime movie nights, and it just repeats. Some may wonder how I can afford all this wit no job. Well I deal with depression and all that stuff, and my paranoia caused to to start saving, from work, gambling, what have it be. I had enough so I could live on my own if my plan worked of getting into Rutgers. I knew it was dumb but I was just so desperate for something good to happen to me, especially after redoing all those classes. But here I am, just waiting until the day I run out of options. If you want to pm feel free, I always treasure any conversation and any advice anyone has. Thank you for your time.