I am rarely happy. I am depressed and miserable every morning I wake up. Most things I have to do I have to force myself. People constantly making me feel like trash. I can't even get a job. I can't talk to people because I am not interesting. I have zero charisma. I just exist and look forward to small things like a television show. I am ugly and no woman will ever talk to me let alone fancy me. My family ashamed of my failures. No one likes me. Everyone I know are miles ahead in life. Sometimes I think I am crazy for still being alive today.