I've seen many people around here saying the only reason they don't kill themselves is because they don't want to hurt this or that person because if without those person's they'd be long gone by now. That reminded me of this: "What's more important to you? You or the others? What's the importance of the others to you? What means to you that person who you met 5 minutes ago? Or the friend who you talk to every 5 months? Or even your best friend who you love? Are you sure those are all your friends? We're not all the same, there are people in this world who are strange, strangely strange, and put the others in front of themselves. It seems preety but is foolish. These persons end up dissapointing and hurting themselves, and in the process, they do the same to the ones they say to care so much about. Many will say this is stupid and it really must end. The most important person to ourselves must be us, not JUST the others. If we're not important for our friends, how can we be important to the others? Signed by frustration of a wasted day because of too much worrying about the others." This was written by my ex.girlfriend some time ago. It wasn't sent to me but posted as an open letter in her myspace. It was meant to hurt me and hit me because I was always ready to make what sacrifices needed to be done. All to please her and make her happy. And to what? In the end she dumped me and left me broken and obsessed with her. It's harsh words that somehow hurt, but she is right. We have to live for ourselves. Our reason to live cannot be someone else, it needs to be ourselves and what we enjoy in our lives. If there's nothing, we just have to find something, not someone, to make our life enjoyable. Maybe it's meaningless for me to post this, but I thought it might give some prespective to someone so I posted it. Sorry if it's just taking space.