I wish that there was anything about me to be proud of

I'm so tired of sitting here, so completely overwhelmed by the most basic of light and noise. I can't talk to people. I can't clean. I cant do... anything. What is so wrong with me. What did I do in a past life to deserve this. I don't... know... anything. I just... wish there was anything I was good at. I wish there was any reason for someone to be proud of me. But, how can there be? When I have to use 99% of my energy and effort every day just to... exist? Why... am I so much... less than everyone else? I just want to be... something. Anything.