I don’t know how much more I can take

i hate myself. i hate every single thing about me, i’m fat, ugly, i make everyone hate me. I wish i was dead, but something always gets in the way of me dying. and believe me i wish i could die, but i wanna make everyone forget about me. I wish i was never born. I cant stand the fact that i have to hear myself think for the rest of my life. I want to die so badly, but all the people close to me will be sad for a little and i don’t want that. In all honesty i feel like they wouldn’t even care, but i don’t wanna assume their feelings... Dying is all i think about, i’m on meds i talk to people but i still feel like shit all the time. I don’t know i’ll probably just end up doing it sooner or later.

— S