But every day I see on Facebook and Instagram and just around the block, people getting married and having kids and a life and just being happy. And its great and I am glad they can find happiness in your lives. It just sucks sometimes because I know I'm the runaway disappointment with no family, and really only my boyfriend to lean on. Its great that others are happy. I'm just getting impatient for when life decides to stop kicking my ass for long enough for me to stand back up to start trying again.