My current fucked up situation

Is it even worth fighting with depression? ”Find a meaning”, for what? Life will be a long period of suffering interrupted by vague happy moments anyway. So I stopped trying. I thought I had social anxiety, but after some research, I found out I might have autism, and my doctor says the same thing. Fuck. How can life be fair? I can't socialise, not because I choose to. I live alone, I'm in my junior of the university, and I work part-time at fucking cram school. I don't know what I'm going to do after graduating from my univ. At least I want to move on my own, but I can't see how that's possible if I can't get a good-paying job because of my socialisation problems. I guess I still find pleasure in little things: music, movies, games, and even with these small pleasures, every day ends with sad music because I don't know what to do. I realised all my life was and is just suffering, and God or something help me was nowhere in my life.