I hate my life god. I’m a screw up. I am a piece of crap. I am sick of feeling low, feeling down. I am sick of wanting to rather die. I am sick of the depression, the lack of confidence. My wife is right. I am nothing, I am not a man. I am nothing but a waste of space who hurts everyone around them. Wastes their lives. I bring nothing. I am hurting , wanting and wishing you would kill me and put me out of my misery. I am sick of feeling this way.
by S (Washington)