I live pretty comfortably and peacefully. Not much stress, just doing college, and I'm not struggling with money either. But not a day goes by without me wishing I was dead or in eternal sleep. Despite that, I don't feel like killing myself, nor do I have the courage to. I know for a fact if I mess up and cripple myself, no matter how slim the chance, I would be making life x100 worse. I feel like one of those shitty MMORPGs that auto-play the entire game for you. I'm autopiloting life until I die (hopefully) soon. Being alone is horrible.
