I take up space and resources that should be allocated to others. I'm a fraud. I can't do my job. And I am completely alone and unlovable. I just can't go on. I want to give all my things away. Have my food, have my money, take my clothes, whoever wants these things, please please please take them you are so much more deserving then I, waste of flesh that I am. I had the opportunity to tell someone I am not okay, but I couldn't do that to him. So I lied and said I was happy.