idk if this is even the right place to post this.

i have a wonderful girlfriend. she is gorgeous. 

i have a job. i've done a lot of fun things and had a lot of fun experiences.

but I'm over it all. I honestly can't imagine working 5 days a week for the next 40+ years.

I simply don't fucking want to. I'm real sorry to my family and everything, and I guess it's selfish...

but what the fuck is the point? This isn't some "i'm sad and lonely and need help" it's like, nope, literally just want to off myself to spare myself from existence...not because of any pain or sadness, but because it all just feels like such a monumental fucking hassle for something I don't even give a shitabout