I Give Up...

Ya know, I really give up. I can't seem to find a decent relationship to save my life. I don't think I'm a bad person; I go to work, come home, don't do drugs or drink to excess, and I don't run around on my partner. Maybe I make consistently bad partner choices, but I don't think so. I am a peaceful person, don't like to argue, and I don't lie. But right now, I am being accused of lying, and I don't like it.
Maybe I need to start being as selfish as everyone else-yeah, that's it.
I even tried a relationship with someone of the same sex as myself. That one died too. It seems that so many people are addicted to drama in their lives; they can't live without it.
I help others when I can genuinely help, but that's not being appreciated, either.
This post was originally going to contain much fresh anger and harsh language, but now, after the original burn, it seems foolish. So I won't do that.
So many people are so unhappy. I refuse to be that way, and I'm no Pollyanna. The world is fucked up beyond all repair, but I refuse to give in to total despair.
I don't know what else to do. So I guess I'll go on the best way I know how, which is what I've taught myself to do. And hope for the best.