If I could, I'd take on the world for you. For both of us...
I'd collect every fragment of shattered hope, piece it back together for you, and hand it to you on a platinum dish with a side of contentment. I'd collect the souls of the vain, the arrogant, the shallow, the judgemental and hurl them into a wormhole.
I'm going go with Doktor on the Oyster statement. I can also appreciate the Sarte... but remember, he was an existentialist, inauthenticity was his business... I guess basically Im saying that it all comes down to being able to be an autonomous authentic, and try not to let others throw a wrench in your gears. Nontheless, Im sorry fer the shit you're going through. Hope it gets brighter.
you should read "the simpsons and philosophy" its put out by the same people that did "the matrix and philosophy" by far my favorite essay in the first book is 'the simpsons, hyper-irony, and the meaning of life"...