I got dealt a few bad hands but for the most part I should have a good life. I have a family who loves me, I wasn't abused, I dont have any serious trauma (or at least i didn't until i attempted and obvi surviving that Isn't great for your mental health lol), i do well in college, i have a couple friends who do really care about me even if i dont see them much. I think there is just something genuinely wrong with my head. I felt a lot of guilt for ruining and tossing aside a life that other people would kill for, but what use is a "good" life if you still want it to end? Idk it used to eat away at me a lot but these days it doesn't bother me as often.