I think I've finally reached my breaking point. I'm done living my pointless, miserable life. I have no friends and haven't dated for five years (And even then I've only briefly dated one girl in my entire life, so I'm a failure at that either way). I'm not good at what I want to do and don't care about what I'm naturally gifted at. I have no income and no method of coping. I hate the world and everything around me. I've been seeing different people for almost 20 years, have tried dozens of medicines, and am out of options. I think tomorrow I'm finally going to go through with the plan I've laid out to kill myself.