My parents made me a weak incompetent, bizarre, and terrible human being and than they yell at me for being utterly depressed (under the weight of my own self inflicted failure and sin) but they never stop and wonder if their garbage lacezidasical and accepting style of parenting set me up to be broken and break myself further, telling me how smart I was despite never pushing me to do anything and choosing not to do anything, and leaving me to my own devices where I was either utterly bored or an utter deviant. Sure they provided me everything I needed and were never abusive and were even “kind” but they never instilled in me any discipline or persistence, and now they scold me for not getting back up after I utterly broke myself. I feel like I’m at the end of my life which I have wasted and has been terrible, boring at best, and disgusting at worst. I won’t ever be able to pick myself, and even if I ever could find success or love it would quickly collapse under the weight of my own incompetence and twistedness. Yeah I’m a terrible person, but that’s not stopping me from realizing a large sort of it is because my parents did a terrible job, I’m a good looking person and had the capability to be intelligent and successful? But they engineered me to be weak and now my life will never be even “average” at least and I shall never know any happiness or success because I can’t do jack. Everyday feels like my last. My pseudo-wigger dad and normie mom will never get this or even understand any of my problems if I described them.