Cori. Please stop thinking like this. Not all of us will do brilliant things or be rich or famous. But that doesn't mean we are dead weight. Each of us has an effect on one another. Your friends here on the SKMB care about you. You mean something. You are special and unique and we know it. And we're a pretty smart bunch. Do something to take your mind off things. Binge a TV show, watch a movie, read a book, listen to music. Find something that reaches your soul and let it take over for a while. You . Are. Loved.
Thanks. It's said that "For every John Lennon, there are plenty of non-Lennons." What's even more strange is that some may play as many or more instruments than John, and possibly play better. Some would be better singers. Some write lyrics though maybe not consistently as good. It's the overall combination of many elements which makes for greatness. (One friend's father constantly used Frank Sinatra as an example, of what is important in life not being how well you do, or did, sound but how well you treat people. Lennon could also serve as an example of this.)
For many years reading really did help. I had some setbacks in high school and college when I started writing books and having them rejected, and even after that I had reading. I can still listen to audiobooks if suitably settled and occupied. I also have done home renovation and other creative hobbies. I did extremely well the whole time my uncle lived here, late 2010-mid 2014, except for the last six months or so which were quite stressful. After he died I was never allowed to relax. My sisters were all over my case about everything. It seems that my projects take time I should supposedly spend on other things, money I shouldn't be spending, and are supposedly frivolous or of no value. So even as I go to start anything I feel it is all a waste before even starting. I've also been held up for about a year as all last winter was so cold and raw and I was so nervous I bit my fingers, so my hands were continually bleeding and couldn't do what I had planned over the winter. It rained well into late spring, and as soon as I got a few obligations out of the way (two of which were funerals for the mothers of close friends) it turned so hot that even if I tried to do projects, I was worn out just setting up for them and very little has gotten done. What's more some of the projects I need some help and everyone capable of doing such things is retired, dead, crooked, questionable, or unreachable. My sister says she'll have a friend help but I have some doubts. He lives out of state so even getting here will be a problem, then if he does we may not see eye to eye. The worst is, my sister wants me to write up a list of what needs doing and I know I'll go to all that work just to have her poke it full of holes and say my ideas are unnecessary or stupid, which will spoil even my anticipation of planning to improve things and then carrying through on the plans, which is the only thing which has been keeping me going for years, particularly since Ray Bradbury passed away. I guess it's my sisters thinking I am not even good enough to have good ideas, or to enjoy the results of my own plans and efforts, that's got me down. The things I do which really need doing, are not appreciated, and I can't do things to please myself, as I feel tired from doing all these other things plus knowing my sisters are all ready to run down everything I try anyway. It's absolutely unnecessary as they are successful professionals and everyone knows it. They don't have to make me look or feel bad to build themselves up. Right now I picture my life as just sitting staring out a window for 30 or 40 years waiting to die as every move I make in any direction is either too little, not good enough, or the wrong thing. Thanks for your concerns.