No beauty at all

It seems that I always make mistakes, I don't have a day to make mistakes. As someone suggests, while I hurt others, I am also hurting myself. Suddenly, I feel a little ignorant. I shouldn’t be alone, and hurt people who shouldn’t be hurt.

It seems that I am always self-centered and do not consider the feelings of others. I received happiness, I should be happy, I should be grateful, but things are always so messed up by me...

Things are always so bad for me.

It seems that I always feel that the ability to do things is good, and everything is handled perfectly - to achieve perfection. However, the reality and the eyes tell me that it is wrong, things are not beautiful, no beauty at all. Things are always so messed up by me...