I am becoming abusive and I hate people.

I can’t get thoughts out of my head that I don’t want to be me. I hate myself, but I can’t control it. I just feel this urge to hurt people. I love seeing people cry. I often dream of killing people, but what good would that do? I’d rather see them in pain.

I dream of killing myself, but what good would that do? I fantasize about being someone else. About never being born, and killing myself. I wish I could shoot myself in the head over and over.