I'm sick of living this way. For many years I have been sad, mopey, and depressed. Now I'm just plain angry. Fuming. The sheer volume of people who I'm trying to help; trying to tell the truth to; trying to protect; trying to carry the burdens for. And what galls me the most is the fact that all of them - to a person - simply refuse to listen to my guidance; refuse to listen when I try to warn them away from destructive paths; try to infuse some sense into them; try to get them to finally believe in themselves and the tremendous potential (especially certain among them who have the most potential of all). I hover on the edge of effectiveness - not quite reaching it with these people. I can't even reach students anymore. These people need a wakeup call. I wonder if offing myself would be it.