I don't know why I'm here, I feel so useless and unappreciated even by own family, you would be better off if I wasn't here anymore I just know it, keep telling me I'll never do anything right, that every problem we have, every argument that starts is always going to be my fault, I don't think you truly want me here anymore, you don't say it but I don't have any reason to be here, i can't fucking talk to you because when I do you'll always tell me I'm ungrateful, it's like you never wanted me in the first place, can't you see I'm spiralling? why is everything my fault? the more you say it the more I start to believe it, do you care about my well being, do you want to to give up? I'm never going to be good enough for you.