Most of my unhappiness probably stems from my inability to complete basic tasks. Specifically, doing my god damn homework. Or even work during school, for that matter. Like, shit. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’ve been like this my entire life. Starting things is hard enough, but finishing them? Nope. Why can’t I be an anti-social person that works all day? I’d rather take that then have my temporary happiness. I could only slack off in life for so long, and that time is just about up. I don’t know what I’m going to. I’m scared.