I feel this way very often. My wife said she fell out of love with me over a course of a few months, she said she lost all respect for me. We argued a lot, but I tried to be loving and just got the brush off.

I too feel as if I won't be loved. My ex wife said the same thing, no one can love you until you love yourself, so on and so forth.. well, I guess I am going to be lonely the rest of my life, then. I don't know what it means to love yourself. I feel as if I should start smoking again and hope to die before 50. I am mid 30's now. I consider suicide daily, and the only thing keeping me going is my parents, and they (I guess? I asked) refused to look into social anxiety and how to help or at least encourage that person. I feel all alone, a prisoner in my own apartment. This is no way to live. Thank God I am stil employed, though sometimes I wonder how that happened.