I went from being a happy kid that smiled all the time, enjoyed drawing and had several friends to a pathetic adult with no talents, passion, creativity, friends or a job. Just a worthless and unlovable failure. And recently it's gotten so bad that I've started cutting myself and contemplating suicide. I just don't believe I have what it takes to get my life together, sadly.
If you are seriously contemplating suicide, get checked in to a hospital. Shitty help is better than no help.
Life is long and there's no such thing as too late. I always remind myself that Julia Child went to Cordon Bleu at 38. But you can't find who you are meant to be if you're dead.