I am a horrible person. I don't even know who I am. I have no friends, I feel invisible, I am under appreciated; which is ironic to say because I feel I have no accomplishments at all. My insecurities and desire for other people costed me the one person I love the most. I was so caught up in pleasing other people just to have "friends" that I was blinded to see that all I need was smiling back at me. She loved me. She put up with all of my crap because she LOVED ME. I felt unlovable, like a nobody, while she was sitting there waiting for me to realize that she is all I needed. Now I am stuck in this dark room, COMPLETELY alone. No one to talk to, no notifications, no one caring for me. No support from my family. I am on my own with my guitars that I talk to in place of actual social interaction. I want a friend but I can never keep any because I am so incompetent, annoying, too clingy, and I can't keep my own crap together. I honestly hate myself, just like every one else does.