The title says it all. I am so pathetic, worthless and evil. I am evil because I snap at people. My Mum and even my autistic Brother. He would do better without me. I deserve all the suffering I get. I suffer all the time. My games on my laptop go wrong and everything I do is wrong. Counselling don't work, antidepressants don't work so what does: Nothing. I don't believe in escape or hope. I am just such a loser. I hate myself.