I Am So Sad and Lonely That It Is Killing Me
I'm just a useless person who doesn't matter. Nothing would happen if I killed myself anyway. No one would notice. If a few a people do notice, they wouldn't care, or would probably think it's funny anyway. I've always been scared to kill myself for eight years now. But it seems like I'm losing more and more hope, each day. If only I stopped being scared and actually lose myself to do it. It's like the only solution that's becoming clearer and clearer. I've had this plan recently to kill myself in a few months once I visit my home town, because it's impossible to kill myself where I'm at. All I can do is cry because I've tried everything I could think of. Thinking back, these all must be signs I'm not supposed to be alive, and that I'm not meant to live. Maybe it's natural selection? I knew I should've killed myself years ago. Who was I fooling when I told myself back then it would get better and I had a bright future ahead of me?
I'm sorry about this vague story.
I'm sorry about this vague story.