I’ve considered suicide multiple times, much less than most people though. I’m not one dealing with relationship problems, trying to escape pain from a disease, or other things, you name it. I’m fucking sick of humans. I can’t live on a planet that’s full of so many useless lives, including my own. Nobody takes anything seriously anymore, and if I had the option to nuke the planet, no questions asked I would do it, for the sake of any other life forms in this universe to take advantage of what we have. Aside from my hatred for humans, I can’t stand myself. I know I have a lot ahead of me but I’m 99% convinced none of it can be good or worth anything. I think of myself as essentially an oxygen thief, all I’m good for is smoking weed and getting drunk, which is in no way a step towards going in the right path. My family loves me but ridicule me for lying, which I agree with. I’ve never actually attempted suicide, but when I was 14 I put a knife to my throat and almost ended all the bullshit I was dealing with. I pretty much contradicted myself there cause I’m 17 (almost 18), and the years between then and now have been hell. Nothing but arguments, getting caught smoking weed, getting kicked out of school and suspended, and being an all out piece of shit. I’ve come up with a pretty good plan for killing myself. Go out to my shop one night when nobody is home, get drunk, and cut both of my wrists. I looked up on how this would work and it all depends on how deep you cut, which is why I’m getting drunk, so I can cut deep enough to make sure I’m compltely severing the arteries, and so it won’t hurt as bad. Well that’s it if you don’t hear from me again I’m gone, hopefully there is a hell or an afterlife, because those are the places I want to go.
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If you nuked the planet, i bet that would probably cause some problems for aliens attempting to pillage our planet’s resources.
Stop getting caught. Stop doing things to get in trouble. You know the rules. You don’t have to like them for them to be enforced.
Stop the self-destructive behavior and blatant disregard of known and probable consequences. “Act right.” Life will improve. You have to care enough to try, or it won’t get any better. If you don’t care that you’re making things worse, then why are you displeased with the results you are creating for yourself?
Get a grip. Learn some self-control. Learn to be patient and control your anger, instead of letting it control you. It won’t just disappear like magic, but if you want things to suck less, you’ll need to learn how to handle yourself.
As much as I’d like to disagree with your comment, I haveto agree with it, but I’ve been in trouble so many times I feel like I’ve created a hole I can’t get out of and offing myself would be best for me and everyone else. I’ve done everything I feel I can do in my lifetime to make me happy, and there’s much more I could do, I just don’t feel the need to do those things for happiness, etc. I can’t blame others for my mistakes, and I have to deal with the problems I create on my own, but I’d rather be dead than have years of my life taken up by greed, anger, and disappointment.