I Am Pathetic

Wish I could understand how others manage. The slightest problem and I completely crumble. How am ever going to get and keep a job when the first sign of pressure has me curled into a ball in tears?

Even on my good days when I can function I have to be careful not to overdo things or I end up a wreck. Wish I could go to sleep and never have to wake up again.

What is the point of me being here? There is one person who cares and she would be far better off without me around dragging her down. The only purpose I serve is to waste space.