I need to die to feel alive. I dont get the point of life…

“I need to die to feel alive. I dont get the point of life. I really dont. I dont want to be here anymore. Im sorry. I just, I cant take this anymore. The human species and the drama in life and the imposed normality of society, I just hate it all. Everyones so fake here and its something I dont want to be a part of. Im sorry everyone, dont take it personally. Im going to keep this short cause theres no use in writing a novel. This was my decision and I dont want you to be hurt by it. Just please try to understand this is what I needed, this is what I wanted, this is what I choose. Think of me as selfish, think of me as stupid, judge me, I know you all will. Part of me wishes you wouldnt but I know better. Hate me if it makes you feel better. Forget me if it gets rid of the tears. Just understand that none of you ever understood me, not one of you.There was only two people who ever did. One betrayed me, she know who she is. And the other, well he was just busy. And if you ask why I didnt turn to any of you for help when I needed to talk, it was because you were never there and when you were you were oblivious to just how bad I was hurting. I helped all of you with your problems. I always did everything I could to help you out, to keep you going,to make you see things would get better. So where were you guys when I needed that? Where the fuck were you? Huh? Not to be bitter about it, but you just dont get how bad that hurts. Anyway, this world is a ruthless cold place that only gets worse. I hurt people People hurt me Its a vicious cycle of the world that I no longer wish to be apart of. Not to mention the fact I cant stand myself anymore which also farther fuels my decision to die. I wish things were different; but seeing as how they cannot be, I am done. Please; if you dont believe anything, anything at all, just believe me when I say Im sorry. Cause I really am. Love, No one important.”

— Anonymous