Universe Writes a Wrong Again

Some times I wander, sit here and ponder, let my mind mull over, this question. It comes up quite a lot. What the fuck is wrong with me?
It's like every fucking time, I get just a little bit of confidence, of self worth, self-esteem, a silent beacon goes out telling the universe to right it's wrong. To knock me back down. At lest to were I started if not further. I think for one secant that I'm not shit, a wast of space, money, food and oxygen, before I'm reminded I am. Crully(sp?), harshly, brutally.
Will some one just stake fuckin' me already?