Anyone can fucking do it. You're smart enough that you can, and all you need to do is fucking show some spine. You've let yourself get drunk on self-pity, and it's become a self-fulfilling prophecy for you. It's the most fucking destructive thing you can do to yourself. It erodes your self-worth, destroys your relationships with other people, and demolishes your friendships. It will fulfill every single doom-and-gloom prophecy you make about yourself and it's such an easy trap to fall into. You get some level of satisfaction feeling that things are unfair, that you're underappreciated, that you were simply denied your fair shot. You do nothing but pity yourself over it. It's a fucking disgrace.
You have friends (actual friends, not the fucking brain-dead degenerates running TLL) who give a shit about you and you're pushing away doing this shit. You've let yourself lose sight of what's important. It's not too late to fix that. You wanna know how? It's the same fucking advice every lolcow gets:
Stop blaming everyone else for your problems. Stop taking the advice of unemployed failures who survive on e-begging and welfare and provably don't care about you beyond what they can get out of you. Apologize to those you've hurt and wronged. Mean it. Distance yourself from the fucking cultists in the genderspecial brigade; they will only tear you down if you dare look like you'll have anything remotely resembling happiness or success. None of them are worth your time, money, or oxygen. Show appreciation for those who legitimately put themselves out for you. Touch base with old friends and family. Focus on improving yourself and leaving this virtue-signaling identity politics-spewing idiocy that has done nothing but hurt you behind.