i'm sorry that i'm useless, a failure. i'm sorry that you thought that you could just take away thirty five minutes of my time so that your co-workers wouldn't get upset, when i have more important things to do than be sent upstairs to just watch the dog. i'm sorry that i can't do anything that makes you happy, and i'm sorry that i'm depressed and that i don't trust strangers and i don't like physical contact. i'm sorry that i feel the need that i have to respond back to you with attitude because you're hypocritical and say things like i have no feelings and i can't feel anything. i'm sorry that dad left and that you're a single mom now until he comes back and that i'm not used to doing everything when i only did something. i'm sorry that you think that you can just vent to me about your shiitty work when i also go through crap in school because i'm chinese. i'm sorry that i exist and you wish i were dead.
i'm sorry.
