We're put on this planet to do something, to mean something. I don't mean anything to anyone. How am I supposed to go at this alone? I've been having breakdowns every night. I have no friends, my family hates me. What's the point anymore? I am nobody. I wake up, and I hurt. Not just emotional pain, but I physically hurt. There's a very heavy weight on my heart. My whole body aches. Why would I go on everyday hurting, knowing things aren't going to get better? So, I'm doing it tonight. I'm committing suicide.