I am angry, bitter, depressed, alone. I have wanted to die for many years, but have so far been unable to get it done. I want to die to end the pain and misery of living, but I also want to die to punish those people who have made, and continue to make my life miserable. I want them to know that they killed me. My blood is on their hands. That’s how angry and bitter I am.
There is something deeply wrong with my mind, I know that. I should be an amazingly successful and happy person. I have talent and intelligence. I used to […]