am i such a fuck up… everything i touch turns to crap… each day i wake up telling myself its going to be better, i am not going to argue over stupid things, i am not going to give an attitude, i am going to be happy, and care free, yet everyday i pick on something, I don’t mean to get upset, yell, cry, scream, but it happens, and then its to late for me to stop it. I then beat myself up internally for acting the way i did which of course leads me to projecting these feelings outward and about other people then what it really is about. At myself. I hate myself. there is no other words for it. I know hate is a strong word, but I honestly can say that yes I do HATE ME.