When someone tells me they love me it sometimes is the final straw that makes me cry or sh. How could you love someone like me? I have tried and tried and tried and tried and tried to love myself but I can’t. Do you really even know me? If you did, would you still stay? And if you really do understand me, why do you stay? What are you seeing in me that I’m missing? Is there even something to love about me? I can’t stand this feeling. You deserve someone better. But I can’t be that. So why do you stay? Why do you love me? Why? Ugh Im so ungrateful and pathetic I truly and utterly disgust myself. I should die already. You deserve someone who will bring joy into your life, not a pathetic burdensome excuse for a friend.