Ive been planning my death these past few days as the last attempt was a failure.. anyway i work at a big supermarket and the other day an elderly gentleman sat on a bench near my department and he died shortly after he sat down (reasons unknown) and loads of ppl i work with was crying about it ..why tho? u didnt know him..u didnt see his body like i did..and i wasnt triggered by this, tbh i was jealous (sounds kinda sick i know) but why do people on here care if i die? ive spoken to a few of u so i understand if uve got to know me, but what about the other people? u have no idea who i am, wat i look like, what ive done..yet in chat people always say they care ...if i go through with my plan and i died who wud genuinely be upset on here? and why??? It just seems im only alive so i work ... i have no life...just seems like a waste of time getting out of bed in the morning...i cry myself to sleep every night Everyone seems to forget about me...feel like im just shit on peoples shoe.. Ive heard people say things will get better u never know whats around the corner ...well this past year theres been nothing but emptiness ..barely surviving .. im sick of being told to wait..WHY?!? so i see another fucking pointless day?!?