I’m a toxic friend, daughter, sister. I’m a clingy, boring girlfriend. My boyfriend is my entire world, so I have nothing to talk about when I am with him. I don’t feel like I have done much to make anyone’s life better, and the small good actions I have taken were indubitably drowned by the outrageous horrible things I have said and done to people.

I’m painfully aware that I am wasting my life, waiting to die.