I knocked the huge cup of Kool aid onto myself, my keyboard, the chair, the floor

Slapped myself so my glasses got smudged up

Couldn't see any way to clean them, Ken pointed out the big box of lens wipes immediately in front of me

Tried to reach it and couldn't

I tried to explain this to my doctor and he basically blew me off but referred me to physical therapy instead of occupational therapy

when you get there, you can explain things again and ask to be switched to the right person for the job

I'm worthless and incompetent and shouldn't bother anyone with my incompetency but I'm constantly upset because of it

And so I sit here ugly crying while everyone I know avoids me because I'm too cringe-worthy to exist

I wish I was dead I'm so tired I hate myself so much

I can't do A N Y T H I N G right

Ken cuddled me for a while but I still hate myself