Today I counted out my tablets and found that I had more than enough to kill myself. Good. Life is shit. On Monday I was told that somebody would help me to feel better and today I was told to sort myself out by myself. I can't do it. I'm so tired of life. I want to go to bed, swallow the tablets and DIE!!! I hate myself so much and so does everybody else. What is there to like about me??? What? What? What? I'll tell you NOTHING!!! I'm all alone in this horrible world and I hate it. I have nobody to care about me. Please let me die. Please ... please.