As I sit here I wonder....does anything really matter anymore? Why am I still struggling to be here? Why do I always help others when no one is here to help me? Screw it. I don't care anymore. Tired of struggling and working everyday and not being able o live myself. No money for food or for a home....not even money to get back and forth to work yet I still go everyday. Tired of being sick daily and miserable and depressed. What is the purpose of even staying alive when I can't even enjoy my life? Would anyone truly miss me if i was gone other than my dog whom will be able to find a new home and new people to love? What is the point? Where are all those "friends" whom I have helped and done things for now that I am the one whom is in need of help? Obviously they are not really "friends". I just want to give up but even to depressed to do that................................