I am not meant to be loved, and no one will ever love me. So I just love others as much as I can.
But I’m still pretty much convinced that no one will love me. Once they find out I have psychosis, they are all going to run away. And people will get tired of me because I’m always in pain and I can’t move like others.
I’m not worthy of their time.
I believe I’m inept and unworthy compared to most people and I’ll just embarrass myself in public. I just don’t think people would like to be friends with me.
I like helping others but they don’t really find me worthwhile. I’m tired of getting rejected by people and I don’t have energy to hang out with others anyway…
There is nothing good about me and I’m not really worth it. I just live because I don’t want to make my family sad. I already know well that I am a failure and a burden. I have no purpose in life, really, and I just live because I have to. I don’t find joy in life anymore because it’s meaningless.
I just don’t care anymore. I just live because I have no other choice.