No matter what I do I always manage to screw it up whether its friendship, jobs, relationships. I don't understand why I'm such a damn failure.

My whole 23 years of existence has been a burden on my family. Even to this day they provide for me because I simply can't provide for myself because I'm a lazy depressed loser.

I really wonder why anyone cares about me. I think about shooting myself daily just to free myself from this world. I'm sure they would be sad but then they would get over it and realize they don't have to take care of me anymore. I'd be truly helping them. Though I'm sure I'd mess it up and do it wrong then I'd be here still in a worse state.

I don't have any friends who would miss me. My family would surely get over my absence, they've even told me so. I don't have much to lose anyways.