ungrateful bastards

Why should I bother wasting my time to try to make other people happy when I’m not happy? Its fucking ridiculous and I really don’t know why I continue to do so each time. Everyone always comes to me for advice but then when I need something in return its like “wtf you’re stupid you’re psycho”. This is why I hate everyone… literally. I always wish to be alone and I can’t wait until I’m old enough to live alone far from everyone. I can’t even depend on my family. Even if I’m in a bad mood, I am just that person that has to at least try to cheer someone up even if they continue to curse at me. I’m so unapreciated… whatever