Instead of making all the replies to this post a big mess of people saying that they're sorry for you, I thought I'd just give you this:
Remember, no matter how hard life kicks you, you could always be homeless, or starving to death. Things could almost always be worse. So take that first of yours and knock life's teeth out. Keep doing what makes you happy, and I guarantee your mood shall continue to improve.
Unless murdering people makes you happy, or slitting your own wrists. Dun do dat, stuff, man!