purpose?

Sometimes I wonder if anyone ever notices me.. I mean if I wasn't here anymore who would recognize it? NO, I am not suicidal but really who are the ones who actually care about me.. I am tired of finding the ones who don't care about me and break me even more.. I wonder why God has me still here.. What will come good out of this? What's going to happen to my old house? Who is going to live next to me in my new house? Just thinking all of these questions makes my stomach cringe, & make me sick at my stomach. I am ready for it to be January 1st. It will be a new year, new people (hopefully) and hopefully I will actually be happy because right now I play the happy card but inside I am dying. Some days I don't know how I get through the day.. I don't want changes.. I wanted to finish my high school with everything the same.. Same house, same neighborhood, same everything.. stupid changes.. ugh,