I've finally lost my grip on reality. I can't control any of my emotions as hard as I try. I'm losing more and more of my 'friends' every day no matter how hard I try to hold onto them. I feel like I'm completely hated all of the time. But the worst thing is I know so many people have it worse than I do. Yet I'm the one who cracked. While people here have genuine, cataclysmic reasons for being suicidal my mood bounces around whenever it feels like it. I hear voices in my head, telling me how pathetic I am. So I'm going to stop trying. Why should I tell anyone and be a burden when I could remove myself and eliminate the problem entirely.