Im 21, jobless, living with my grandparents.... Im a complete failure. The one and only good thing in my life is a girl named Chelsea. She is the only reason i havent just stop dealing with life and killed myself. She's gives me a reason to keep going. But today when i tried to simply talk ti her she blew up on me... I can usually handle it bu this is different. I felt almost hatred towards me. She told me to leave her alone for a while.. She needs space.. So why does that bother me so much. I cant stop crying... My drive home today i just wanted someone to hit me abd end it. Then when i got home i considered doing it myself... I really dont want to keep going anymore. I want it to stop. I cant handle the pain anymore.