Is it just me that gets so upset because they can't go home. Home ,a place where you can be happy ,safe ,free and okay. A place you can be yourself, a place where you don't hurt yourself. I want to go to a place I don't have to worry no more but sadly it's not my time yet. But what if I end it all for me to go there. What happens then? I'm struggling with myself,life, depression , suicide and more. Yet life seems to throw more bad things on me. My own family makes fun of serious topics such as suicide and I just have to let it go . I hate myself and my life . I wish it could end ,all the pain. I wish I could go to sleep and stay there for awhile. I'm tired of all this pain. It hurts and nobody seems to see. I always help others when they need help, but when I need some help...it's a game. Life is like a game and I am definitely losing it . I'm 3½ weeks clean but everyday I feel like cutting. It hurts so much and I'm tired. I want to go home. I want to be able to be safe and happy. I'm trying to fight but I give up. The world would be better off without me in it..