The Unconsoled question

It's like, I'm an author right _ but no_one other than myself is interested in what I have written and published or an in the process of publishing. I have been in this situation for about 8years and finally I get to the point where I say, what does it matter to have spent so much time in my life on some personal project that no_one is concerned the least about. Am I indulging myself for personal pleasure or satisfaction? Not even those closest to me show any interest. If I look at the situation squarely right now, am I wasting time when I don't know how else to so involve myself other than writing fictions. I even have written essays of my opinions which I feel have the status of an objective Palma de Mallorca Mystiqueworld_view, but again no_one is interested. Has anyone in any line of interest, any hobby or pass_time found them self in my situation, feeling left out of everyone's picture? I just don't understand why I have these feelings. I feel like the Unconsoled, so humor me if that is all you can help me with. I'll still be here tomorrow, writing.
Thanks Raymond Crane