The stress of being low value, undesirable, working, shitty memories, etc. is always there for us. I can't escape it. I'm ready to die at this point. I'm just a fucking drone. Our lives will always be trash. You're unloveable, unfuckable, outcasted, and unwanted in every way. Fuck this life, fuck everyone. That small sliver of hope you have is bullshit. It's always downhill for us. The only way to cure this lifelong headache is to put a bullet through your head to end it eternally.
