My chest hurts my mind is throbbing. So much is not right. How did I get here. 27 years of age, no girlfriend and not doing well in school. Is this why I am here? To suffer alone? I am not a cruel person. I love people, I want nothing but to spread joy and fun to others. But for myself I am nothing but a prisoner breaking down slowly but surely. I would give you the shirt off my back just to make you smile. But for me I cannot be saved from this hell.