I'm thinking about jumping off from the highest building in my city.

I feel like every single negative experience I have makes me even weaker and less prepared for the next negative experience. I've just had enough and I think I'm beyond the point of repair.

I am very lucky to have friends who talk to me often, but honestly they don't help at all. I always liked venting through Instagram's best friend feature but people got pissed off after a while. And even if they say they're there for me, that's all they can really do...I've spent so much time with them this week yet I don't seem to enjoy a single fucking thing I do.

I've also decided to tell my mom (the closest person I have) that I have this kind of thoughts, but she completely ignored it. It hurt me a lot.

As a last resource I gambled a lot of money at the casino and, of course, lost.

I don't know what else I can do. I am very sad and fragile right now and I feel like ending it all.