I used to have a lot of hobbies and I was getting even good at them, but now that I lost all interests in life I threw all my progress out the window. I've always been incompetent at every single task people gave me, but at least I could improve in the things I liked. Now I suck even at playing the games I used to love. It might sound irrelevant and trivial, but for a long time it was the only thing that mattered to me, not because it was more important than other things in life, but because it was the only thing I was good at. Now I'm not even good at sleeping which has been my *favourite* activity in the past months.

Gotta love being worthless.