What is left for me
I am having trouble finding anything left to do in life, I quite literally do bad at everything. I mean everything and no exaggeration, I mean I have lost 4 jobs in the past 3 years, one that even paid extremely well with good job security because I kept getting hurt. I have found a new job driving trucks but the boss so far, while willing to give me a chance because he can't find anyone else to work for him, is very suspicious of me and doesn't trust me. The only thing I have going for me is that it has been 7 years since I had a wreak and I have never received a traffic citation. I hope it lasts but we will see, I have a feeling it won't. I don't think I will have a wreak or anything but I do think I will hurt myself in some way. I feel bad that I am such a liability to those around me, I am accident prone, worthless and broken. I took up several hobbies, from building models to welding, all resulting in trips to the hospital shortly after I started. I can count 14 times in the past year alone that I have had to go to the hospital to get stitches or treat burns. I tried taking up cooking as hobby, I even worked at a restaurant, after cutting a deep gash in my finger at work resulting in termination, and the other incidents helped, getting burned on the grill and the oven. At home I even turned around at knocked a pot over causing third degree burns on most of my hand. My other jobs resulted in injuries so severe I don't even wish to talk about them. I take up modeling and cut a deep gash in my hand half an inch deep and four inches long, I took up welding and caused burns so severe I am left with an extremely ugly scar that took years to heal. I took up simple chemistry and after getting acid down the inside of my rubber gloves I gave that up. I played video games but being unable to proceed past easy difficulty on most games I grew tired of it. I sit at home bored and uneasy, full of anxiety and depression. I see a counselor, and I take medication but it feels like it's just keeping my afloat, by placing a small pylon in the middle of an ocean for me to stand on.
Don't get me wrong, most of the time I am under direct supervision of someone trying to help me, and I follow every single last safety precaution possible but they can only prevent so much without making the task impossible to do. I am tired of it, I try and try and fail and fail, I am just waiting to lose a finger or a limb or even an eye.
I am at a loss, I am on my last job and I feel in the economy it will be impossible to find another job if I get fired from a fifth job. There a very few people who haven't given up on me. My counselor says I just need to focus more, be more aware of what I am doing and keep trying. However, I am tired of failing at everything, there has not been one thing I tried that has not ended in an injury. I have no motivation to continue I find little reason to. I just want to do something I can be good at and proud of. I don't mind making mistakes, messing stuff up just makes me want to try harder until I get hurt then I can't even think about doing it again.
I find the more attention I put on one particular task the easier it is for my mind to wander, I find putting background noise on helps me to relax a little bit and focus on delicate tasks. I wouldn't say I ever lose complete focus of anything I do, and only twice that I can honestly remember was I hurt for failing to pay attention to what I was doing. I noticed that 90% of the time when I hurt myself I am fully engrossed in what I am doing, which I think helps me to ignore the world around me. That's why I took up doing models so they are step by step, one thing at a time, but after cutting myself three times under direct supervision, the last resulting in the stitches across the whole of my hand I was at a loss. I even took up pottery and painting, resulting in severe injuries which would take hours to explain, suffice to say I broke a finger doing pottery and I cut a deep gash in my forearm while painting.
What is left for me to do, the boredom and the depression is quite literally killing me.
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