I can't trust anything anymore to bring me out of despair; I've Mistakenly Trusted my life

I mistakenly trust life to get me up and over problems; I've mistakenly trusted life to be a good thing for me! I have just about no trust for life anymore. I can't trust life to be fun anymore, or to be enjoyable, or to bring happiness. And I also can't trust anything to bring me out of despair. I keep wondering to myself, "why?", but to no avail. Why should I keep going, if there's no point? I once thought that things could change, or turn around, but as time passes, I realize that the worse things become! The more that time passes, the worse I feel, and the more I think, the more I hurt. As a result, I've been deemed as depressed, even though that's not how I am; after all, I'm much worse off than depression! And I'm afraid to tell it to people because pretty much all I get is nasty, disgusting responses. I hate this life, why must it be so?! This isn't funny.