Fat, Fat And More Fat

I am fat. Nope, I’m more than fat. I’m pretty much nothing more than a walking lump of lard.
Except that lumps of lard can be used for cooking. I, on the other hand, am useless. I am fat and useless. I can’t do anything other than get fucking basic grades and I am below acceptable intellect. There’s no point telling myself that I have potential that I haven’t reached because that is a lie. I know it is a lie. If there was untapped potential it would already be showing and I wouldn’t be anywhere near the failure I am now.
That brings me to my next point, I am a failure. Not only am I fat and unable to contribute to anything significantly, I am also a failure. I don’t just sit around and be useless, I sometimes try to break out of my uselessness. But because I am a failure, I am simply unable to break out of this habit. I fall back into a pattern of low-selfesteem and stupidity and I simply cannot do anything right.
I will never achieve anything. I will never be anything more than a fat lump of lard sitting at home, being useless.
Nothing more to be said, thank you and goodnight.

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