Hi, I'm Bekah. I have no reason to be unhappy with my life. My family loves me and has enough money to pay for my education. I have 3 okay-ish friends. I do well in school. But I want to die. I hate myself so much. I project my self-loathing onto others to dodge that fact, but it always comes back to me. I hate myself. I hate my mother. I hate thin people. I hate so many things in this world. I hate that I'm in limbo. I don't deserve to be paid attention to when so many people on here have it worse than I do. I'm such a coward. I feel guilty every time that I don't kill myself. I'm afraid of the pain. I hate myself. I'm so ugly and fat and worthless. I hate it. If only I knew a fast, painless method. I'm such a coward. <edit mod total eclipse> Or something. I don't know, I never make sense.