I honestly don't know why I'm still carrying on with my life, it just feels so empty and pointless. I've reached the age 20, friendless, still live at home with my parents, since I cannot afford moving out. I've miraculously managed to land a decent apprenticeship, and that's pretty much the only thing I got going in my life at the moment. I've suffered my whole life with multiples of anxieties, which has become worse with age. I will forever remain clumsy, have the odd and emotionless expression look in my face, run weird, trouble sleeping, picky in food, and a tons of other bad personal traits.
I would imagine that my life hasn't been as challenging as you described yours, but nevertheless I feel suicidal, because the thought of living a life on mediocre salary, no friends, and knowing that I'm more than likely to never feel loved, pains me to think about. I can't give you any protips in how to get through this, but what works for me sometimes is thinking that I'm not actually that bad, and that there actually is people out there suffering way more than I am.