i have a perfect life. i have a great, loving family. my parents
are together and in love. me and my brothers and sisters fight but
love eachother two seconds later. i go out with my friends
every weekend and have fun. but sometimes i feel like this
life is not for me. sometimes i wonder why it is taking me so
long to kill myself. then i think that if i killed myself it
would just be selfish and people would judge me... more than they
judge me now. i just don't know.