It's No Longer Living

Now I'm no longer living but merely surviving. I don't even know why I'm trying. I cut so deep that I damaged a nerve in my wrist and have now lost all feeling, and mobility from my wrist to my hand. You'd think that that would stop me from cutting but I just can't stop. I need it, I feel as though I have no escape. That cutting is the only way to make my life better. Maybe I'd be better off dead. I wish I was dead. All my classmates hate me. I understand why I mean I'm a burden. I'm worthless. I have no point in this world. Everything would be better if I just died. Maybe I should. Would anyone notice? Would they care? I've lost everyone. No one wants to deal with my bullshit anymore. I don't even want to deal with it. I just want everything to stop. Please just make it stop. Please.