Man, you are feeling the disease, hon, I remember being fourteen and being where you are now. It hurts so bad. They are right, you know. And you know what? You are worth loving. A lot. Right now, most people your age are still having to figure that out, and don't be fooled by how they act when they are with you. Thy all wonder if there is someone out there that really cares. They still measure themselves by other people. A lot of that is normal, and some of it is because right now, your emotions are just very, very strong and they are telling you stuff that is not necesaril true. It just feels that way and feelings are not omens, they are not any more real than you make them, they are uncomfortable, but they pass.
Widgit. Just look at you profile picture. How could someone not love you? Sweetie, see if you can talk to a T and see if she can help you learn to comfort yourself when you get like this. I read what you write, and I want to hop through the screen and wrap you up in a fuzzy blue blanket and give you a big warm teddybear, not to be stupid, but I feel your need for consolation so deeply. HUGGGGGGSSSSSSS. You AREN*T falling apart. SEE? Find a warm blanket, wrap yourself up, get some warm, sweet thing to drink. It will pass, Widgit. It will pass.