Am i worthless for being 25, mentally ill, and still living with my parents?
i'm in therapy. i fight everyday to not be suicidal, can't help but feel like i'm not worth anything.
i try, i make steps, i try to move more, eat less, take care of myself. but i feel like nothing i do makes a difference.
sometimes i just think my parents made a mistake having me, i'm clearly not going to be the family pride any time soon.