I hear this a lot from people. "Suicide is not the answer." What does that mean? I live a shitty existence. I'm totally unemployed. Been out of work for 2 years. Unemployment will run out soon and I'll be left with nothing I've applied to every open job I can think of, from fast food, to waiting tables, to retail, convenience stores, warehouses, and even temp agencies. I've worked with the career center at my school for the past 3 months. Nothing. What is the answer? I live with my parents in a town of less than 3000 people. If I want to get anywhere at all, I need to drive. Only, without a job, I can't afford gas. And my car is dying, and I can't afford to fix it, and I really can't afford a new car. What is the answer? I started going back to college in January. It's a school 40 miles away from where I live, and I need to take the train twice a week to get to school. Now I'm having trouble getting to school because I'm having trouble paying for the train ride. I can't afford textbooks. I can't afford the supplies I need to do my work. My schoolwork is starting to suffer. But I can't take a semester off, because if I do, my loans will start to come due. What is the answer? People have told me that I should turn to my family for help. My family won't help me. I've asked them to cosign loans for me so that I can pay for school, or pay to move out, or to do other things. The answer is always no. Through their connections at their own jobs, they've gotten other members of my family jobs with them. But they won't assist me in getting a job. Or finding housing. Or helping me out with basic amenities, or supplies for school, or anything like that. They just want me out of their house. What is the answer? My friends are great to laugh with when we meet, and fun to talk to and do things with. But when I have a problem, or am feeling down, or need someone to support me, my friends are conspicuously absent. When I say something that is meant as serious, they all turn it around into some kind of joke, as if that's all I am to them. I'm also the butt of most of their one-liners and insults. When I ask them to stop, their response is: 'But you take it so well!' There are 233 people on my friend list, and only one of them is ever truly there for me. When she's not busy, that is. What is the answer? My love life is...nonexistent. I'm 25 years old, and I've only ever had two relationships. Both of them had two things in common: they both lasted less than 6 months, and each of them were embarrassed to be seen with me in public. Anyone that I might be interested in now looks at me the same way everyone else does: as a joke. Or a verbal punching bag. I never ask anyone out, because I already know what their response will be. What is the answer? And this is what I'm left with. Asking for advice on an internet forum full of total strangers. People that probably don't even live in the same state that I do. Asking them for advice because the people that I should be closest to won't help me. I do great things, but am never recognized for them. I give great love, but it is never reciprocated. I'm always there when someone needs me, but no one is ever there for me. I am the physical manifestation of Murphy's Law. The world doesn't care about me. Death seems like a fairly straightforward answer to me. But if suicide is not the answer...what is?