Many people of any ages come here in attempting to cope with their miserable lives. I know I have. Everyday I'm perplexed by the meaning of life, the meaning of our existence. Why does my father physically abuse me? Why did bullies aggravate me to no end? Why is everyone prejudice against me? Why do I look ugly when I look in the mirror? Why does my parents loathe each other? I never understood life, but I have some idea. As we coast through this miserable existence entitled, life; we yearn for happiness. Happiness cannot be achieved, but is constantly pursued. I look around; I see some people that lead perfect lives; they're so jubilant and satisfied. However, I know others who have endured racism, raping, abuse, and discrimination. I don't know exactly what to say of this, neither does anyone else. I been contemplating about suicide, lately. Hope others of you find some way to cope. My father is coming, bye everyone.