I keep messing up and I hate it. I feel like a burden. I make the same mistakes over and over. I think I really am stupid and useless like what my mother tell me every single day. Do I really deserve to live? Why can't I just disappear? Why am I still inadequate despite all my efforts? I thought practice makes perfect? I really am doing my best and it's sad that this is all that I can give. I'm sorry to everyone I disappoint.