My life is only worth the monetary value of my internal organs and those are depreciating in value rapidly. I just feel so fucking hopeless and alone. No family that cares about me, no friends, a tenuous one-sided relationship with the wheels coming off. Too anxious, angry, sad and self-involved to hold a job I hate. Not qualified for a job I don't, not that I would even know what that looks like. I feel surrounded and isolated at the same time. Like I'm in living quicksand that wants me dead and is muffling my pleas for help. I'm so tired. I just want life to be over already. I've failed so much. Just a pathetic, worthless freak. I'm an awful wretch. Every breath I take is grotesque and undeserved. Every day that I wake up is a failure. This is venting, not looking for advice.