It was a mistake for me to come here. All I have managed to do is waste everybody's time with my whining and complaining about life. I don't know why I can't grow up and accept it, but I just can't. There's no way for any of you wonderful people to help me. Writing about my feelings only makes me feel worse. It makes me concentrate even more on my crappy life. Words coming from you guys is all you can do, and that's more than I expect from anybody, but my point is that words just don't seem to help me. I have already tried everything in my power, so now it's time for me to give up my fight and just do what everybody else wants me to do. I'm going to stop coming here in the best interest of everybody else here. I am beyond being helped now. Unless some of you would take the risk of kidnapping me or sending me some kind of medication, there isn't much of anything that you can do for me. I don't expect anybody to do that. That would just be more problems for them to deal with and me too. I'm done complaining. I'm done whining. I'm done talking because it doesn't help anybody here and it doesn't help me. I'm sorry I wasted everybody's time. Thank you for everybody's kind words. Thank you for trying to make me feel a little better. Good-bye.
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