I think I have been told a gazillion times I'm not good enough and I guess because of that I stopped believing in myself altogether.
I guess I'm not good at taking criticisms.
Or maybe I just have an in-born deficiency. Maybe my genes were kind of mutated when I was born such that it made me slightly mentally retarded and dumber than the average human being making it harder than normal for me to succeed.
And also caused me to have low confidence or self esteem.

I really can't do this.
I can't do it right.
And I'm sick of being compared to the superior beings around me who serve as a constant reminder of how much of an underachiever I am. And how I'm not good enough. And how my efforts never seem to pay off.

Nothing is right.

And I'm just gonna listen to music and hope the next 3 months zoom past without much pain.
Cause I'm just shutting it all out and pushing it to a small corner of my kind and I'm hoping I don't get a mental breakdown or extreme depression meanwhile.

Life sucks. I know.

Only thing to look forward to: June 8, the start of Euros.

Other than that, my life has no purpose (pretty much).

Victoria Concordia Crescit,