Something i've been pondering. There's been many times i've wanted to end it, but i've never done anything other than think. On another hand I take into consideration the effect it will have on people. Yet I have been miserable for years and my life is non existent. I'm like a zombie. On the other hand you have 15 year olds who kill themselves, out of the blue to those around them. I'm imagining myself back when I was in college, walking the streets by myself between classes. I wish I had done it to be honest. I'm too dazed to even kill myself. How pathetic.