Hopefully writing this down will make me feel better. I doubt it. If it does, what's the point. I'm not heading anywhere special. What is there to be happy about? I'm not ever going to get a job again. I'm out of money. I have 7 packs of noodles left then I'll be out of food. There is nowhere for me to turn. I really don't have a reason to live. My family hates me. I don't even know what I've done to them. I just don't care anymore. It's time for me to stop delaying this and end my life. I've tried before and failed. Got cussed out by my stupid bitch mother. I thought I could change the way things were for me. I was wrong. I have accepted that I do not deserve to be alive. I'm just about ready to come to terms with death.