I can't ever do anything right enough for my own liking and I hate it. I constantly get in the way of my own goals, and other people's sometimes. I am not what you would call normal, or anything close to it. I have to real-life friends, save one, but that one single light of hope is fading, and if it goes out, I will hate myself even more. Whatever I do, I will hate myself, and I hate that.