What's the point of living anymore?

im 36. i will never be with my dearest love because he IS dead. i have the same skin problems you do, all i can say about that is i completely understand and sympathize, i know its embarrassing, being female i can wear make up but, it doesnt cover it up very well, and only makes me break out worse. i have health problems that cause me so much pain that i spend over 90 percent of my life in my bed. often crying and sweating and shaking like crazy from all the pain. it hurts so bad every moment i am alive, has robbed me of a life, and my children. i long for death CONSTANTLY. its ALL i think about. i have NO family or friends, AT ALL. there is not a SINGLE soul on this planet that gives a damn if i live or die. why im telling you all this is because i want you to understand that my problems are permanent too. i know it feels like your the only one with unsolvable problems, i feel that way too, A LOT. and everyone i ever meet ALWAYS has AT LEAST ONE person that cares about them, even if it is only one, i dont even have that. also, i used to be really, really pretty but, the medication i have to take has rotted out ALL my teeth. i have no teeth on top and only a few teeth on bottom, and they are ALL rotten. and i cant afford to go to the dentist. so even if i wasnt in terrible pain, i still would NOT leave my house because im so ugly and ashamed to show my face. i have NO talent, and NOTHING to offer the world. if there is even ONE person on the entire planet that loves you, know how VERY FORTUNATE you are. i would HAPPILY have both my legs cut off, if i could have just ONE person who cares. if however, you dont have anyone then you can have me. just send me an email and i will be your friend. feel free to send me a message any time. my email is; mrsdahmer8@gmail.com i will be here if you need someone to talk to. i know life can be so very very hard, and unfair, and some people just seem to have it made. it really is NOT fair. i am sure you are a good person and do not deserve to be so miserable, i dont think i deserve it either. or, maybe i do, either way, it still sux.