has anyone ever gotten over the feeling of being useless?
I feel like I don’t bring happiness to anyone in my life including myself. Don’t tell me believe that I do matter. I don’t. I don’t mean in a way that there’ll be no one affected by my death. People will be. But I don’t know. I feel like me being alive is also just harming them (mentally) in some way or the other. I hurt everyone. But I don’t mean to. My severe anxiety leads to me ignoring people. For example, a friend of mine was so excited for me to come home after a long time, she wanted me tp stay over at her house. But me being the stupid idiot that I am did not. I just felt very anxious. I did not want to go. She was hurt.
I’m not responsible. Or that’s what others say. But I’m having to put in so much more effort than most people in everything. Whatever I do goes wrong.