I can’t do anything right I feel like. I hate anything that I write, draw, cook, sew, everything. I look at everything I do and all I can think of is how much better other people could be doing it. When I look at my drawings from the past that used to make me so proud all I can see is the many errors that I make in the, how badly proportioned, how badly colored, or how they simple don’t look anything like what they are supposed to be. When I look at the things I have been sewing or stitching all I see are missed stitches, loose threads, or where stitches are coming out completely. I don’t even cook anymore I just buy premade food and heat it up because I know I am bad at cooking and shouldn’t even try anymore. I’m honestly lucky my awful cooking hasn’t made anyone sick yet. (That I know of.) Then there’s the illogical and almost unreadable ramblings that I call “writing.” I don’t know why but lately everything I try to do I fail at and have no reason to try to do anything anymore. It’s weird but I don’t know what to do anymore and like what to fill my time with.