If you're profitable, or especially fuckable, this society doesn't want you.   
No privileged asshole that had the support and money required to go to university can understand. Were they owned and used instead of loved their entire life? How can they know? How can they help?

Everything therapists taught me has turned out worthless. I needed someone to hold on, to endure the madness, and appreciate the profound empathy and affection I can give, but no one had the time. No one could be so altruistic.  


Maybe I should die tonight. I don't know if any of my "friends" would notice or care.