People Wonder Why I Am Single

I have bad luck when it comes to relationships. Usually what happens is we will talk for a little bit then they disappear or they lie to me. This was once again more bad luck. I started messaging someone a week ago and things were going actually pretty good. Look on my friend, April's Snapchat and realize they met and now may become a thing. FUCK MY LIFE. I confronted him and it was honestly not done behind my back. They ended up meeting on Saturday and apparently had a connection. When do I get a chance, ever? I give up. There is nothing out there for me. I always heard there were those kind of people but never thought I would be one. I know I am writing this out of pain but if I don't write, then I will find negative ways to let out my emotions. I am tired of being the "single" friend to everything. No one knows how to have conversation, treat a woman, or be themselves. I am through. So through.