I was depressed for several years when I was a teenager, and it just kept getting worse. I lost my best friends (a male and a female that didn't know each other until I introduced them to each other) cause they could not deal with me always being down, paranoid and suicidal. What made matters worse at the time, was that my female friend's ex kept telling her that she was too good for me and that she should stop hanging out with me; even though me and him, the ex, were on very good terms being classmates for like 10 years prior to that, but then I introduced him to my best friend and they both turned on me. As well as my male best friend, who said he also got tired of me. In the end it got to the point that I wasn't invited to either of the 2 Christmas parties I usually would go to, by 2 different groups of friends. This was confirmed by the party host when I met her, she said she felt uncomfortable inviting me as my former male best friend didnt want to see me. And the other party was hosted at my former female best friend's ex's house, with all of my friends there, but naturally I wasn't invited as he thought I wasn't smart enough to hang out with them. Even though there were about 20 other people there that I hung out with every week for like 6 years, so someone could have said something, but no one did. So basically I merged 2 big groups of my friends together, as I introduced them all to each other, as well as my male and female best friends, and eventually they all got rid of me. Now my ex best friends are best friends with each other, borderline a couple. And 7 years down the line I have gained a boyfriend, but still no friends. Every time I get to know someone, it turns out they've been taking the piss out of me or just stop talking to me as much. But to be fair, all I am feeling now is that no one is worthy of being my friend, as people are **** and just stab you in the back. Also I am quite a bit smarter than most people I'm surrounded by, so I am definitely not gaining any friends anytime soon. That **** has ****ed me up... I know I should get over it, but I just can't. That's why I'm still talking about it even though I'm 25 and got a degree, a job and a partner now. I don't know who/what is to blame, me, my depression, my friends or what, it probably doesn't matter anyway. I just want to find some decent, not too-faced people I could have a chat or a coffee with, I just can't find any... maybe it's because I'm not a decent human being? I think I am... but maybe not. Oh yeah, and my partner of 6 years used to cheat on me with his "best friend"... he says he's changed now. Why the **** do I deserve all this I don't even know