The little voice in my head: You're not good at anything.
Me: But I can...
The little voice in my head: No. She's better.
The little voice in my head: You're not funny, talented, thin, smart, pretty, or nice.
The little voice in my head: Maybe you should hurt yourself.
Me: But I don't want to.
The little voice in my head: Then kill yourself. Everyone would be better off. You're not going to accomplish anything in your life anyways.
Me: I know.
