I was lurking as usual and came across this And this wasn't written by a troll, rather a well-respected SF contributor - a Site Buddy, in fact. I am black, and honestly, I felt betrayed after reading this. Others may not take as much offense, but I guess they aren't as emotionally fragile as I am. Maybe I'm overreacting, but it really is disconcerting to see something like this on what's supposed to be a suicide support forum. God, and it's from a Site Buddy? It's a shame, I can no longer read this person's posts without thinking about that comment. Whenever I'm out in public, I feel like I'm being judged constantly - everyone here has felt this. I'm too short...too fat. When I hear a group of people laugh when I walk by, my instinctive thoughts are, Why are they laughing at me? What am I doing wrong? I don't like my clothes. When it's cool out, I wear my hoodie both indoors and out because I hate all of my t-shirts. I have to wear a hat whenever I go out because I hate my hair. I live in a mostly white area and often wonder, when I'm out at the store or someplace, if people are afraid of me. I've always believed that I was just being paranoid, that this is some sort of phase, but it turns out it really is true. People care only about physical appearance, it's nice to pretend otherwise, but that's the way it is - humans are superficial scum. I've isolated myself for the past five years, and I'm beginning to think it's a good thing. The only reasons I leave my room anymore are to attend classes and get fast food. Sigh...you learn something knew about yourself everyday, don't you? I don't remember causing crimes and rapes and abuse. Same goes for my mother, father, sister, brother, the rest of my family, my black friends (in the past, have no friends now) and classmates, and so on. I am a full-time college student, and generally keep to myself. Oh well, guilty by association. To many people, I will always be a lowlife inward. I am a short, worthless black kid who will never fall in love or make any new friends. I can just never find the right words to say when I'm around others. I am seriously ready to off myself, I don't have a date set but I have a plan. Just a single argument with a family member could trigger it. It's time I let natural selection take its course. Sloppy writing, I'm sorry, and I also apologize if I'm overreacting.