am i such a loser. i have nothing going for me in my life. an x from like 20 years ago owns restaurants in vancouver and the most recent x is now married with a child and a great job. and me? fat, ugly as always and hiding away in the basement so that i don't have to interact with my crazee mother. my job is demanding but not very challenging and i really think that as nice as everybody is to work with, they take me for granted. my dog relies on me and that's what keeps me here.