I have some really good qualities, but they are the same qualities that have caused me to bury myself in destruction.
One of the biggest things is that I am outrageously empathetic, compassionate, and nonjudgmental. Those sound wonderful, right?
Um, no. My empathy has caused me to become an alcoholic because I can't bear to live in such a cruel world, and despite all my compassion and inability to judge others, I still have done so so so much harm to people around me due to my severe mental illness and impulsive drinking behaviors that have nearly killed other people.
I'm a total waste of fucking space. If I could get my shit together I might be worth a lot and change some people's lives for the better, but I don't think I'll ever get the chance after all the bad shit I've done and I can't trust myself not to keep hurting other people through my self-destruction. It's better that I go now.