Absolute garbage.
My one, one redeeming characteristic; there are a few people who I am good to who I have made their lives genuinely better by being a part of them.
A few.
Not nearly enough to justify just being an overall trash human, waste of resources, who can't make anything of herself.
The little good I've done isn't good enough to make up for how much I've just wasted my life.
And worsening it is, in spite of noting the above, I won't go out of my way to be better.
I'm not going to make an effort to do more good than I already do.
I'm not going to make an effort to better myself.
I'll continue to do what I am doing now, making an effort to just maintain what I've done now.
It's not enough.
It's really not good enough.
I don't like quantifying it as "it'll have to do", though I honestly have no choice.
It'll have to do for me to continue doing the little good that I am.
It's not doing what I want to do.
But it's something which will have to continue at this level at least.
I can't let the little good things I do fade into being no good things at all.
So I'll keep on holding on and trying to continue to do good.
Even if it's not nearly enough.