It's not my fault I am the way I am.<?XML:NAMESPACE PREFIX = O /><O:P> </O:P>

I never asked to be born.<O:P> </O:P>

Now that you have me, what are you going to do with me?<O:P> </O:P>

I want you to fix me.<O:P> </O:P>

Life is unfair! There is no sense in trying to take control of my life.<O:P> </O:P>

Why go on; I see no use in it.<O:P> </O:P>

You can't help me, nobody can help me. I'm useless and a failure.<O:P> </O:P>

God has asked too much of me this time. There is no way I'll ever be able to handle this.<O:P> </O:P>

When do the troubles and problems cease? I'm tired of all this.<O:P> </O:P>

Stop the world; I want to get off.<O:P> </O:P>

Life is so depressing. If only I had better luck and had been born to a healthier family, or attended a better school, or gotten a better job, etc.<O:P> </O:P>

How can you say I am responsible for what happens to me in the future? There is fate, luck, politics, greed, envy, wicked and jealous people, and other negative influences that have a greater bearing on my future than I have.<O:P> </O:P>

How can I ever be happy, seeing how bad my life has been?<O:P> </O:P>

My parents made me what I am today!<O:P> </O:P>

The problems in my family have influenced who I am and what I will be; there is nothing I can do to change that.<O:P> </O:P>

Racism, bigotry, prejudice, sexism, ageism, and closed mindedness all stand in the way of my becoming what I really want to be.<O:P> </O:P>

No matter how hard I work, I will never get ahead.<O:P> </O:P>

You have to accept the luck of the draw.<O:P> </O:P>

I am who I am; there is no changing me.<O:P> </O:P>

No one is going to call me crazy, depressed, or troubled and then try to change me.