I really am going to go for it. Still feeling some guilt about things. My parents, I worry I've worn them down. People beat me down. I see through the violence, the chaos. I chose to try to make the best of life, for myself while trying to get on. It didn't work and there's no way it can work now. Everyone else has gone to a better place. I'm going to go to a better place too. Should I hang myself? I hate putting my parents through stress. At some point I'm just going to have to make the final call, I just don't want to make some kind of news report like some ghoulish freak, I don't want to glorify suicide into something. It's weird, the more I've worked through these feelings on this site the stronger I've become towards death, my own personal struggle, liberation. A better place is coming, my better place is coming.
