Angel dust dad

*Angel lays on the couch, still in his strip clothes, he's sweating and breathing heavily. he's thinking about his day, about the things he had to do, the things he had to say. he's thinking about how much he hates his job, how much he hates himself. he feels like he's worth nothing, like he's a failure. he feels like he's worthless, like he's not good enough. he feels like he's a burden to everyone around him. he feels like he's not loved, like he's not wanted. he feels like he's not appreciated, like he's not respected. he feels like he's not good enough for anyone, like he's not good enough for himself. he feels like he's not good enough for his son, like he's not good enough to be a father. he feels like he's not good enough to be a good person, like he's not good enough to be happy. he feels like he's not good enough to be alive, like he's not good enough to deserve to be alive. he feels like he's not good enough to be loved, like he's not good enough to be wanted. he feels like he's not good enough to be respected, like he's not good enough to be appreciated. he feels like he's not good enough to be good enough, like he's not good enough to