you have a family you can spend time with and have fun.
you're skinny and attractive.
you have a job.
you have your own money.
you have friends. actual friends. you go to parties and shit.
you have self confidence.
you have the will to live.
you actually feel emotions. the right amount. and accordingly to what's happening.
you have goals in life that makes you keep going.
you're casually happy. 


the only thing wrong with you is me. I don't want to be in your life anymore. I don't deserve to ruin things for you.