I was a bit upset when I went to bed for making plans with a boy that I knew would bail. I was woken up by my roommates at 5 am. I tried to open up with a few friends that were over, but kept getting angry that no body got how I was feeling. Its not their fault though and I told them that. Everyone could tell that something was wrong even though I kept trying to hide it. I stayed in my room and bawled while everybody else had fun. Hearing them made it all worse. Its not that I don't want them to be happy, I'm just devastated that I can't be. I can't talk to anyone and I can't be social like everyone else. It feels like a chore and most of the time throughout my day, i need to run away and cry. Something is wrong, but my therapists haven't detected anything and I don't know where to go from here. I'm sick of feeling like I'm on a planet where no body speaks my language.

Help?