I Am Tired Of Trying To Be "perfect" For Everyone

Seems like every time I turn around, I'm disappointing someone. I try my best to make the people around me happy, but I always seem to fail. I've tried working on my personal happiness and found its always fleeting. My family, my friends, my gf...no one seems to give a hoot unless I'm helping them. Sometimes those who help others need help themselves. For a while now, I could feel the boiling point coming..and now I can see the event horizon. When I try to do things that make me happy, no one wants anything to do with it..so I hike, camp, live, breath being alone. Which I don't mind sometimes, but not all the time. The more I fail, the more I revert to my solitude. I wish I could make different friends where I live. Too bad it's a meth infested lazy landing.. I need to get outta here. I'm sure no one will miss me. But, I'm stuck until my pops retires.. So until then, I'm just taking knives outta my back...don't mind me.