two plus two equals seven

So, I've found something else to give up on. Whats next, breathing? Do I need to give up on that too? I'm sick of being alone on everything. No one backs me up, supports me or is ever there for me. Its like nothing out there is for me...the things that make me happy everyone I know hates. Its funny how one person can make me so vulnerable to being hurt. I'll never get to do what I want to do or do what makes me happy because it makes too many people unhappy and then I have to hear about it, so why have to hear about it when I should just do what will make them happy, I don't matter anyway...I learned that a long time ago. I don't know why I keep hoping I will...I don't know. I just don't know anymore...