My life has seemingly amounted to nothing. I feel like an absolute failure. I truly do. I have dropped out of college. I have not done anything with my life. I am not achieving any goals. I am not doing anything.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

You need to stop thinking like that. You really do.

In my times of endless despair, I fall into this pit. This pit devours me. I am torn apart. My fingers tangle in my hair. It is a madness. I loathe falling. I loathe being a failure.

But, I pull myself up somehow. I am a failure to society and the expectations that were placed on me. But I have not failed entirely. I am not entirely hopeless.

Right?

I still try. I try. I try. That’s all that counts in this world.