/lit/ - Literature

A few months ago, i was having a late night conversation with my girlfriend after she had convinced me to talk about my worries and fears in life, which i try to avoid addressing usually, and after letting things out, she said to me:
>Anon, you're not afraid of failure. You're just afraid that people won't like you anymore.
It was the most precise summary of my being that anybody had ever gotten to, like reaching the core of the earth. I kept face at that time, but those words still resonate more strongly than anything else, vibrating my soul into pouring an ocean of tears at the mere recollection of it. But that's not even the most embarrassing part ; it's that i haven't able to use this realization to make something out of my life, or at least move forward and not remain stagnant.
This is probably the worst i have ever been as a person, as i've generally devolved into a piece of shit due to the absence of any kind of efforts, and people seem to be rightfully ditching me or making me into an object of ridicule one by one. I have no idea on what to do. I don't know how to stop this freefall.