my purpose of life
ive wanted to commit suicide since i was 8-9 and now that ive promised to one of the only people i truly care about that i wouldnt do so, i have no idea exactly what ill do in my future. i always have assumed that i would off myself sooner or later, i dont have aspirations, dreams, hobbies, plans, absolutely nothing. this has affected almost everything in my everyday life and just gave me another reason to give up. life is so unfair and the worst part is i cant do anything about it. whats the point of living if i dont have any purpose. im not looking for pity or sympathy, i need help or else i think ill die.