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At times like this, I don't feel like trying anymore. My plight isn't very moving, I'm not an interesting nor important person, no one has truly cared to help other than one, my interests are obscure and differ from that of anyone, cutting my chances of identifying with any in my local area, I've never felt the sweet embrace of physically intimacy, or the coddling ecstasy of emotional intimacy, and I don't think I ever will. The worst thing about it is that no one cares, and I stand alone. That is why I am here-- hopefully, there are others who may care, sympathize, help, or even identify with me.
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I can definitely relate to this. Well, I think I'm definitely an interesting person, but I think most people don't find me interesting (probably because my interests are pretty narrow too). I also think that everyone, even those who don't currently think they have any talents, can acquire talents. Find something you enjoy, and then obsess about it. You can only become better.
I'm somewhat weird: my obsession/talent is math. In some sense, I feel like it's the only thing that gives me confidence sometimes. I'll often get depressed and am reluctant to do it, but once I start, I always enjoy it more--and it distracts me from the depressive thoughts.