Sometimes I feel like I'm just worthless. Like nothing I do matters and all I do is screw things up, no matter what it is I do. I know I'm no help, I've figured that out long ago. People say I'm fine but really I know all I do is break things.
I know that I'm no good and right now I don't deserve to be on this phone because I don't deserve it. I don't deserve anything that's come my way except for the depression and anxiety that consume my sanity. All the good, all the happiness, I don't deserve it. I don't need it.