To the comment from my last blog, thank you. I really appreciate your words. Although only for a fleeting moment, they helped. Thank you...very much.
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I really hate myself and everything around me...
What's the point of continuing?
Once again, my life is going nowhere...although, that's my fault.
My little sister is miserable...and that's my fault, too.
I bring nothing but disappointment to my family...I know that's my fault as well.
If there is nothing good...what's the point of continuing?
What if there really isn't any future meant for me?
They say that people who commit the crime of killing one's self is not part of God's plan...
What if he really did plan for that person to commit suicide, though?
Has anyone ever thought that maybe a person commits suicide because it's what God wanted.
Everyone says that God is a good entity...one who forgives and protects us all.
What if he was just another jerk like the rest of us?
How are we to know that he isn't just like us?
Anyways, that's beside the point.
Once again, I feel as if there's no point in continuing on anymore.
I hate the moment when you feel your lowest...and you remember every other terrible thing that has happened to you. It makes you feel even lower than dirt. I really hate that feeling...but I always get it. I guess it's because I really am a terrible person. I don't deserve to live...I think I've lost the privilege of doing so. There's no point...
I really wish...that I could die...
If there really is a God, I hope that he will exchange my life for someone else who is going to die soon.
Maybe that person will be able to do better things for the world than me.
After all, I am a nobody...nobody...a BIG nobody!!!
I'll die...and no one will care. I'll exchange my life for someone else who deserves to live longer.
If all else...I hope that I can at least do that for someone else.
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