Another thing happened today that made me want to kill myself. What is the point of living if life makes you feel that EVERYONE EXCEPT YOU can succeed at certain things? I don't have a purpose here and wish to die, like I always have. Life ain't for me; never has been and never will be. I can guarantee you that a starving person would appreciate their life if they looked at mine! I'd trade places with them but would they trade places with me? Hell no!