I can see where you - and everyone else - is coming from, but I just feel like a failure. I look at my friends and they have their own homes, they're married, have kids, a successful job, etc. Then I look at me, and I see...nothing. I live in a flat, I've been single for nearly six years, I haven't seen my daughter in two years, and I work in a phone shop. I mean, Jesus, I have to question my very existence each and every day when I wake up. I ask myself why I'm here, why I'm alive, and would anyone suffer from me dying. And the answer is I have no purpose, and no-one would miss me. And then it takes every inch of restraint within my body to not kill myself.
I get that, it can be hard when you have expectations that you've set for yourself that you don't seem to meet. But you are still so young and you're obviously a bright guy and seem kind enough. Don't worry about your seeming failures and think about what you want to do going forward.
What's a goal of yours?