No matter what I do it's not good enough an it doesn't change. I have no worth. No matter what I try it just falls apart. People tell me to think positive or stop focusing on the bad. But everything is constantly falling apart and not enough. I think I'm just not worth helping. Everyone blames me an I can't ask for help because then I'm just being a victim or doing it for attention. No matter if it is my therapist or a stranger on the street I'm just not trying hard enough or working hard enough or anything enough. And when I'm like I'm so stressed out I'm going to lose my mind then I'm met with a chorus of have you tried mindfulness or deep breathing. I feel like my life has no value... Idk even know what the point is of anything anymore. I can't do anything right an I don't know how to fix me to I'm worth helping. So my life has meaning an I'm not just fucking up every moment and ruining it by just being alive. I wish I wasn't scared... I am scared an I'm angry at myself for being scared to use the self check out. I'm terrified of hell so I stay. I feel like I'm letting myself down by being alive because I'm just wasting time and space.