-10... very realistic. I am so stupid I can't do the simplest of tasks, even ones a 2 year old should be capable of. I have no mental capacity. Constant stress around me. There is nothing positive to say. Just that I am the best realist in history of mankind. This means in my mind negative=realistic. It is because a realist's life is based on disappointment after disappointment. I just hate myself right now. There is just dark energy from within, with no light shining through. Everything is black. Dark. I ruin everyone and everything. Companies as well. The world. The Universe. Literally everything. That is why I have to be the best realist known to mankind. The glass isn't just half empty, in fact not totally empty... its not even there! I know that the psychologist wants to do an IQ test on me to prove that I am supposedly "smart" but everything proves I am useless and worthless as a human being. I don't work, I only make SSI payments, I don't drive, can't figure out simple things, can't cook for myself, can't fix things myself, don't do anything particularly useful (people say my art is worth something but in recent months/ years it makes nothing and in fact was the worst decision companies can make because I permanently destroyed the companies (notice its plural). So many health problems its unbelievable. No one is healthy. Dad has back and heart problems. Mom has this long list that I can't even remember them all. My brother is morbidly obese with maybe a couple of years left of life, I am getting so heavy from all my poisonous pills that I used to be the extremely thin and beautiful one. Now I am morbidly obese. I can't even stay on my feet for very long. The pills have added at least 80 + pounds on me. Maybe its now closer to 100 pounds extra from the pills. I know for a fact its the pills because when I went off of them for 3-6 months I lost over 50 pounds rather quickly. Nothing was different. I am not eating much either, so its the poison. My computer might be failing. Rats in the house. Dad retiring with no money is in our immediate future. Just a long, dark tunnel with no light at the end of it is our family's future. Basically there is none. I have no future. When the parents die I will be either extreme poverty or worse, on the streets. I have no useful skill. My art is IT. And that isn't even that good. Well the scenes might be though. Just a few. We recently had to buy a car. That's right you heard it right... a car. Now we have $300 a month payments along with all these other problems. And don't forget my brother's autism testing. That was about $1,100. We just got the bill last week. Mom's surgery on her knee might be failing. I hate all this stress. Its just too realistic.