I loved someone and they didn't care. Then I fell in love with someone who changed everything. He cared and loved me but it was all pretend, until I met his physical and financial needs. I fell into depression, lost my self respect and what not. I found someone going through the same thing. We shared and comforted each other. I started liking him but guess I again cared too easily. I don't love him but it would be nice to know that I mean something to him. But I think I don't. Everything is hurting, all the time. I have terrible mood swings and don't want to talk to anyone except those I love but they don't care. I can feel myself slowly dying. Worst thing is, I don't have hope. I'm not getting myself treated for my ill health because I don't expect to live long enough for my health to matter. The world doesn't seem worth it. It makes me sad that everyone is broken, struggling with their lives, running after money or love, but all in vain. The hurt wouldn't stop, not will suffering.