I am overworked... I haven't got a single day off until further notice because I work 3 jobs! I even got called in on both of my last days off and was mocked for calling in sick to one of them because I had a horrible chest cold and could barely move much less deal with any temperature not under the covers. God, it's not like I'm even getting a lot of hours; I'm getting SHIT for hours but they're all spread out and even if I did I wouldn't care... money can buy a lot of things but it can't buy TIME. In the ONLY life I'll ever get and I can't ever get back! But they don't care... nope, let's call him in on as many days as possible so he can stay productive! Even robots and in fact garbage has it better off than me. I'm to the point I just want to run away from this all and never return; suicide is an ideal solution because it's not like the world will be losing a cancer scientist, engineer or even a gas station clerk. I still won't go back to college despite all this because I hated college so much that I'd rather starve to death than EVER go back and I MEAN IT! If I'm ever forced to go back to college I'm just gonna kill myself. I hate myself... why can't I just be docile and go to work and/or school and be happy like everybody else? I've never been able to answer that question even though both have been the bane of my existence for as far back as I can remember. It hurts being so worthless I'm not even worth a day off... the pain is indescribable and I can't wait to finally end myself. Maybe then I can finally go on a vacation and stay gone. I can only hope.