Just a random rant: I feel like I’m always letting people down. I can’t do anything right. I’m always messing up. I’m not good enough. I never get my work turned in on time. My parents are probably disappointed in me. I don’t deserve to be here. I’m not smart enough. I get stressed over tiny things and I’m apathetic towards the things that actually matter. I’m stupid. I can’t keep up with anyone in the class. I shouldn’t be here. Sometimes I just want to die. I’m weak and useless, both physically and mentally. All I care about is my computer. Sometimes I wonder if anyone would notice if I was gone. If anyone would care. I feel like a disappointment. I can’t control my emotions. I drive everyone away. I’m a coward. I’m awkward and shy. I feel like there isn’t a point to life. I mean, all you do is be born, get an education, get a job, procreate, and then die. And that’s only if you’re lucky. What’s the point? There is no point. It’s like playing a game with no restart button. I’m afraid that high school will be too much for me, much less college. I’m scared of having responsibility, of growing up. I don’t deserve the praise anyone gives me; I’m just going to screw up. I procrastinate by reading fanfiction.
