Sometimes I think about what would happen if someone tried to mug me and I could get them to kill me. I would get to stop feeling miserable every day and my family wouldn’t have to deal with the fact that I wanted to die anyway. Sometimes when I’m driving I wish for someone else to hit me, and maybe the car accident would kill me. I truly hate my life, Its not that I have a horrible life. I’m just so unsatisfied with everything in it that I don’t want it anymore. This feeling crushes me everyday, and the only time I have ever managed to escape it is when I was traveling across the country. But now I am stuck here at home again, and I want to die.