I feel so depressed, you have no idea, and I've tried to kill myself more than three times. I'm a disappointed. I don't know what to do. I'm alone. I feel so bad. Why am I still alive? Does anyone care about me?
I feel so screwed up. I'm going to live at a friend's house. I haven't been very active, and my job takes up more than 18 hours of my day, and the rest is just sleeping.