Being grateful is not helping. I can easily think of many thing to be grateful for, but I still want to die. I want to die and it's hard for me to get out of bed every morning. All I can think about is killing myself so I won't feel anything anymore including my negativity. I feel miserable all of the time every morning and night. I want to kill myself, but I'm too scared to do it. I feel trapped. I admit it. I'm not grateful for my life. I have food, water, and shelter, but I'm never happy. I want to die and living is not a blessing for me. It's torture.