I think this will be my last night of life. I cannot seem to bear it anymore. I know others on this board will try to convince me life is worth living, but it's just too hard. I know others probably have it much worse than me. I envy them for their patience and hope...things I lack and, being hopeless, do not expect to have again. I am ashamed of myself for working so hard and not getting anywhere. Four months of not getting anywhere...*sigh* I can't do this anymore. Thanks for listening, I just had to tell someone. Don't want to tell my friends. I don't wantthem to stop me.
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