I want to kill myself, even though I’m only twelve years old, but I’m scared of what I would miss out, my friends hangouts, things at school, my family, everything, just the thought of of killing myself makes me feel at peace. But I’m also scared of the pain, I don’t want to die, not like this. But if I can end this pain early then I’ll do it as soon as I find out how, I will miss my family and friends. But I’m also scared I’ll regret it. After it’ll just be a white void or something, or I go to hell. I’m scared. I don’t want to feel this way anymore. I just wish my life was more than great, I don’t know why I feel this way even if my life is great. I guess god has favorites.
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