I keep fantasizing about what would happen if I commited suicide and it's scaring me, because I don't want people to hurt because I couldn't hold it together, but I feel like I'm being annoying by venting, and I just constantly feel like I'm ruining people's lives to the point where I feel like they won't miss me, and I'm sick of hurting, nothing is getting better. I'm still f**king worried about what my ex thinks, and I'm scared pollo doesn't like me as much as he says bc WHO F**KING KNOWS?? Politics are also scaring me a lot, my legs are covered in scars and I don't like them, I keep living in fear that I'm gonna lose all my friends, and the worst part is, I feel like none of this shit matters, because I'm just whining like a little bitch about every day life shit and some of you guys are truly suffering with abuse and things. Not to mention the way some of who were meant to be the most important people in my life made me feel so insignifigant (my mom and my ex) to them and that f**king hurts, I don't wanna feel like I'm at the mercy of them, especially my f**king ex, I can't get his stupid, toxic ass outta my head, and I'm even questioning whether or not he was actually toxic or he had every right to wanna leave me when I was questioning my gender, or yapping endlessly about my bullshit interests, maybe he had every right to make fun of me, I DON'T F**KING KNOW, THE SAME APPLIES TO MY MOM. WAS SHE RIGHT? IS MY IDENTITY NOT REAL? AM I JUST A F**KING IDIOT, I CAN'T TELL!! I'm so f**king scared, and confused and anxious, I don't wanna be alone, I don't wanna feel so small, I don't wanna F**KING BE HERE! I HATE THIS.