I’m constantly sad. I feel like I can tell where most of my problems come from. who has caused each insecurity. But in the end all that’s going through my head is it’s all my fault, that I’ve asked for all that has come my way, that I’m worthless, that the people around me would be better without me. I work all the time to stay busy and have less time to think. I drink, smoke, and pop pills when I’m not working to try and get to a point where i can be numb. writing this makes me think of how selfish i am […]