The world is so sick. I want to end things for myself despite telling myself to continue and that through faith in God i will make it through and yet despite this i feel like im so lonely and unreliable. I hate the feeling of being alone, i really need someone in my life i can talk to and yet i feel as though anyone i ask would get freaked out by my venting and leave me just like everyone else did. I try to get myself to get up and do things like work out or even just relax and read a book and yet i cant. I loved those two things so much, yet im hurting inside so much i want to explode.