I am constantly applauded for my purported "intelligence", but I'm nothing. I know nothing. I do nothing. I am worth nothing.  I know that in my heart, but everyone tells me their sweet nothings and it makes me want to rip their jaws out of their skull. I cannot remember the last time I was happy. I don't think I can be. My mom tells me I just need to work through it, but there is no working through hell. Does this sound edgy? Likely. Do I intend it to be? No. I just want to be done with existence and be done with people and be done with myself.