I hate my life, I hate myself, I have no friends. I have failed as a father, as a husband, and as a son. I am almost 50 and I’ve amounted to nothing. Although I’d never have the guts to kill myself, I want to die to end this miserable life. I am some one that never lived up to his potential, probably because I actually have none, in which case I’m right where I should be. My wife treats me horribly, all but 2 of my 6 children are bitter disappointments, I guess they take after their father. I’ve been married 3 times, none of which were to someone I feel I should have been with. I know that no one, except maybe my mother would really miss me if I were gone. I need a “do over”.