I have realized that I hurt the person I love the most, even when I'm not trying to. All I ever wanted is to make them happy, because seeing them happy brings comfort and peace; a feeling of fulfilment. But lately, they get irritated easily and there's no way out. The fights come too often. I'm weak and I cry very easily, which only makes things worse, because even when it's me that's the problem, they end up apologizing when they see me cry. And that's not what I want— I just can't stop myself from crying. It's evident that no matter how much I love them, I am no good for them. There's nothing I can do. I'm exhausted of living, I have no motivation nor dreams, nothing to look forward to. I was ready to die before I met them, so they have prolonged my life for 4 years. I have decided it is in everyone's best interest, especially my own, that I end my life now. I got to get married, have kitties and be with friends that made these last years much more bearable than my life before. But I can't keep hanging on. I have been wanting to do this for ten years, I can't postpone it any longer.