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What am I living for?
What happens when the thing you have lived for all this time, isn't strong enough anymore?
What do you do when not only do you not have the will to live, but you don't even have the URGE?
I'm sick of asking myself the same questions all the time. I really don't want to hurt my family, but I really wish that some deathly horrible accident would claim my life. It would be a mercy killing.