Why are the highs so high but the lows are so fucking LOW. I feel like tiny things have built up all week (which a normal person would be able to cope with) and now the last straw....boom....I can’t stop crying, I feel like there is no point in life. I feel like there’s always a niggle in the back of my mind that I’m trying to fight asking me what is the point in living. Then when something happens or times get too much, the voice gets louder and harder to give a reason to. Sometimes I think it would be best if I didn’t wake up......is that selfish? People always say we only get one life so make the most of it, but no one ever tells you it’s ok to feel like you don’t want to live or no one tells you how to get through the tough times or how to cope with the lows. People (not on this site) make you feel like you’re a freak for having these feelings and thoughts, which makes me more down. Is there anyone out there that feels the same? Am I a weirdo/selfish for feeling like this?