Over the years I have hated myself for many reasons, but it grew into regret after a while. some times I debate whether my life is worth anything, but then I see those who are in my life, and am glad to have met them. It's hard to see the good in life when most of it was taken from you at an early age. I've barely been out of the house because I don't know how to act near people very well, I fail in relationships because I am a dumb ass, and I don't think I'll ever hold a job because of my anxiety and anger problems. This is just a partial summary of me, but I'm gonna writing an autobiography of myself on here soon and hopefully it will help me let go of the past which binds me and will cause me to fail once more.