Last year has been unbearable, I have done every thing on my hands to be happy, but very time I try life comes and beat me right in the face with her bullshit. Long story short, I have nothing to hold on to, the only thing that keeps me from putting and end to my shitty life is my dog, which I love more than anything in the world. A year ago my parents kick my out of their house due to the fact that, at the time, I was in a relationship with a guy (im gay), consequently I was no longer welcome. I could manage myself and my dog for a while, but now I don't have a job, no college degree, no nothing. I can't do nothing with my stupid life Im just a good for nothing alcoholic drug addict. I have accepted the possibility that Im just part of the vermin in this stupid society and I hate to be here, for real i have no idea why im doing this, I mean looking for help if I already know that Im gonna die soon and the worst thing is that Im OK with that, i don't care anymore I just wanna put an end to all this shit and finally be happy, but then there is my dog. A few day ago I tried to kill my self for the third time in my life, but when I was about to do so locked inside the bathroom, Chelo (my dog) starts scratching the door and immediately I felt like shit. Well I don't know why Im doing this but well i have nothing to loose. Have a nice day guys E.