That’s that

I managed to lie to the only guy who genuinely loved me and pushed him away. All because I’m scared of being honest about my ex. I hate myself and I hope that no one in my family after me makes mistakes like I did. I’ve tried so hard for the 19 years I’ve been here yet all I can do is just fail and fuck everything up around me. I’m tired and I don’t want to keep trying. Maybe when I’m gone something will finally turn around for my family, maybe if I wasn’t so useless we’d be better off. Who knows, I won’t be here to see it. Yall be easy out there