It's been a while. But my friends have stopped acknowledging me, and I feel totally shut out. Now, I'm thinking again 'what IS the point?'. The only reason I am not long dead is because I don't want to leave a hole in the family. I've been fighting this since primary school, and self-harming on and off since then. People might say 'there is so much to live for', life experiences etc. But it seems whatever you do in life, it doesn't matter once you're dead - you won't remember anyway.... People have been asking for centuries - 'what is the ACTUAL point of living?' I only see our overpopulation as a burden on the world. Since I am not a murderer, I can only kill myself.