I’m a computer geek and studying security. I get drunk once a week and cry for hours because I don’t have any friend. My parents talk to me but they too are busy with their lives. I want to suicide but my passion keeps me alive. But I cry. Every time I get drunk I goto the washroom, sit near the toilet and shed tears. I’m in pain deep inside. I feel worthless many times. I plan on committing suicide once I get me degree. I want to degree to tell myself that I’m not a looser, and then want to leave all this loneliness and pain with a smile within me. At least I will feel good that I did something.
