My life isn’t good at all. I hate it. I hate my life. Nobody cares. My step dad is abusive. My friends don’t talk to me unless I start a conversation. I’m super unattractive, and everyone, even people I don’t know have to tell me how fat and ugly I am. I cant handle the stress of college and work. I hate this. I hate my life. I want it to end. I cant keep doing this. I cant lose weight, I cant finish everything in school. I cant find a relationship. I cant talk to people. I fuck up every single thing I do. People tell me it’ll get better, but it won’t, every day it’s just gotten worse. For the past five years I wake up every day unhappier than the last. I wish i was dead.