Maybe the goodbye thing is stupid. Maybe I'm just really fucked up. Either way, another relationship down the drain. No big loss for the other people, I know that. I lose a lot. They lose a giant disgusting pile of trash.
Why am I even trying anymore? There are no drugs that will change what I am. There are no therapies that will make me a.better person-someone people like and want to keep around. No amount of treatment will make me a fucking decent human being and I'm so fucking tired of trying. There is no hope of ever changing what is wrong with me because there isn't just one thing to change. The thing that is wrong with me is...ME. I am just wrong all the way around.