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I’m depressed.

But why? How? You’re amazing! You’re the best! You have so much to be grateful for! There is nothing wrong with you -- you should just be who you are!

But who I am is a complete loser. I have no friends, no money, no passions, no hobbies, no girl, nothing.

Actually, maybe you’re on to something. Maybe you SHOULD be depressed. Maybe you are a loser. And I can’t help you. Any friend or therapist or teacher can show you what you need to do, but the problem is that you actually have to do it. Which is hard. Even if you want to do it, which I’m sure you do. But you can't. Because it hurts so much to change. It’s not fair some people have never had to change because they had the perfect parents and the perfect body and the perfect face and the perfect life and they just have it all figured out and they always have and they always will and I can’t even look at them in the face because I’m terrified they’ll see me the way I see myself: a disgusting, pathetic creature, a mere Goomba to be stomped on the way to the next moment of their life.

Lol what?