The only logical thing to do is kill myself. Over the past few days, I've come to realize how defected I am and how **** my life has been. I'm the most insecure guy on the planet, due to abuse by both my parents, constant bullying and rejection in school, being told I'm worthless my whole life. I've suffered from severe depression and dissociation since the age of 12. EVERYONE runs over me and abuses me to this day, because they can just sense how weak and pathetic I am. There's not a single person in this world who gives a **** about me. I met someone online, who I honestly thought loved me, but what happens? It turns out she was playing me the whole time. Not only that, she rubs it in my face and makes it as painful as possible. It's like people enjoy making me suffer for their own pleasure. I hate myself, the world, and everything in it. Give me one good reason not to off myself.