Love in Vain

Having self-doubt once again.  It's just a silly phase that I go through once in a season.  I question why I do things.  I feel like an old discarded onion that no one ever wants - dejected, rejected.  Yet when peeled I show a sensitive side.  Too sensitive that any criticism hurts.  I tried to offer the world love ... and yet the world puts me down... my offer to love is rejected ... the love I share is all but vain.  What is the point?  Vanity of vanities.  All is meaningless.  All is vanity.