Yes, I don't know how much longer I can live with myself, knowing I fail everyone I meet. I feel everyone I interact with deserves better than to even waste a breath on me, and that feeling is strong. I think anyone could say I'm pathetic in one way or another, which I would be fine with, except I cause others pain because of it. I hate knowing i hurt others, especially those whom I hold dear, it makes me want to cry.
I wish I could bring forth the courtesy and kindness and care and love I feel others deserve. But I cannot, and my mind screams while my heart weeps.