I can't go on living like this. It's torture. I'm bleeding and bruised and limping, and I don't know how many times I've been told how crazy, horrible, and worthless I am. I am crazy, horrible, and worthless, though. All the problems in my life must be my fault. And then, there are those times when things are actually going ok and something always comes along and ruins it. It's like I'm just not allowed to have a remotely good life. I want to kill myself. I need this pain to stop. The only thing currently keeping me from doing it is that I don't want to hurt those few people who care about me. I wish I had never been born. The world would be so much better if I never existed. I need a way out of this, but I can only think of one way out.