Nothing makes me happy anymore. I had a boyfriend that made me happy for a few day’s, but that broke cause he called me “to deppressed”. Can I just say thats about the only statement that hurts me anymore. Why do I go after things that will never make me happy? Why do we all act stupid as if we are ever going to be happy again. One day you think you have found the one, but that one could be the one for a whole nother person….Am I right?