I'm done with everything. There is no point. Why bother? Even when you "feel good" it only lasts for a very short period of time, only to be followed by tons and tons more horrible, shitty feelings. Nothing about this life is worth it. Truly. It's all pain, suffering, and hardship. Family doesn't matter,friends don't matter, money doesn't matter, belongings don't matter, happiness doesn't, nor does sadness. I will never achieve the life I want, and I've come to realize this. I fucked up, and never set goals for myself, or had standards, or even bothered to care about myself. It doesn't matter now. I will stop eating, and continue to run myself into the ground, until I'm extremely hurt, physically ill, or dead. There is no more meaning to my life, as if there ever was lol maybe I should just use this website more of a journal than to expect actual response from anyone.