I Really Hate This Twisted Existence Life Screws You With

I don't get it. I don't get it at all. Why is it that nothing I do is ever good enough? All of my good intentions, they always always seem to blow up in my face. Things always get distorted and I end up being the one who is seen in the most horrible light in the process when my intentions are never malevolent. (It's just not in my being to be a jackass) It's like I am seriously not meant to even come remotely close to being content or even lucky. No matter what I do, it's never good enough. I'm never going to be the accepted one. In fact, I'll always be the black sheep. What's the point in even trying to move forward and try to keep my positive demeanor if nothing ever works out in my favor? I know life is not fair, (Fuck, don't I know it) but shouldn't it try to balance out most of the time? Shouldn't something good happen? It's just so fucked up how emotionally screwed up I am. I envy those who have it so easy. And most of them don't even appreciate it. Nothing I seem to do ever seems to be right.