My Life is a Joke

I still feel like my life is somebody's joke. I hate it. I hate everyone and everything.

It's like, wtf am I doing wrong? Why am I failing at everything?

All that comes out of my trying to do healthy things (that I actually enjoy), is my getting injured.

I go to the gym, and I get injured. I play the viola, and I get injured. I have sex, and I get injured.

I try to have good relationships with people, but that usually ends up failing miserably in the end. So I get an injured heart.

I try to work hard at my job, and do a good job teaching. Yet they all hated me and thought I was "the worst teacher ever."

I try to be good at networking, but I'm so bad at it. Even though the guy spelled his name on the phone for me, I still got it wrong. I'm so embarrassed. I followed my mom's advice on how to respond to his follow-up email, and now I feel stupid because it seems like I said the wrong thing based on his response.

It seems like all I do is make mistakes. I think I'm doing the right thing, and then it turns out to be wrong. Sometimes those mistakes are really bad.

I kind of wish I could start over with a clean slate.