I'm 26. I've been an adult for years. Things have never gotten better. Just so much worse. And lonelier. I've tried every trick in the book. Taken tons of meds for years. Been to the psych ward. I've been in therapy since I was 14. It doesn't work out for all of us, and some of us are tired.

I should be allowed to say I want to die without people making it all about them. I should be able to vocalise my pain without everyone around me calling me "selfish" for not wanting to live on in absolute agony. Suddenly, I'm the bad guy for not wanting to wake up crying every morning? I don't get it.

I personally believe it is selfish for others to want a suicidal person to live on. How fucking selfish do you have to be to see someone in an incredible amount of pain, and want them to live on. We don't even do this shit to animals, so why do we do it to humans?

Life fucking sucks.