Life is too heavy for me

I never do anything right. I don’t know how to I guess.  Something in me must not be built right.  I step forward with the best of intentions and fail so miserably.  My face in the mud and damaged and broken people in my wake.  I should know better than to try and live amongst the world.  I was broken too badly so long ago to know how to treat anyone correctly.  I think this life may be too heavy for me.  No matter where I think I have risen to, it brings me back down.  Time to leave.