Life is honestly a living hell for me right now. People at work telling me that I should go back full time when my emotions are all over the place, making the person I've fallen in love with feel like crap all the time because they're already in a happy relationship and I keep butting in, my dad has been taken away from me, not letting me see or hear him ever again. I can't take this, knowing that I'll never have him there anymore to give me advice, love, or kindness, anything.

What is the point in me carrying on? I have no partner, no father, no fucking friends that live next to me to keep me company or comfortable, I'm a fucking emotional mess, and sadly I don't think I'll ever change.