Seems like I can support others but never myself. Maybe one of my attempts worked, because I have been feeling dead for years! If it wasn't for this pain in my heart, I would be empty. It's so hard to feel loved. There is not always actions associated that I can tune into. I first tried suicide at age 5, what the hell is that about? I had a normal life then. I have always thought about "the option". I am so sick of others telling me that things aren't that bad, or "you shouldn't feel that way". Most people are so clueless. Try living with suicidal thoughts your whole life. I am having a pity party! But minimizing others feelings really ticks me off! I just wanna go home, I am a stranger in a strange land. I long to be with God. Today I stayed alive by thinking of burning in hell for eternity. Guess I will settle for a living hell, at least for today. Good luck to my fellow sufferers!