What's The Point?

Not much has been on my mind except for suicide. I wish I could just give up and die, but the only thing right now from stopping me is fear. I guess I’m just afraid to pull the trigger. I feel so horrible for making my best friend worry about me like this. I’m not worth it, no one should cry over me. My life is meaningless. I wish I could just go to sleep forever and forget about all my troubles, but I guess that will never happen. I’m failing school right now and it’s my entire fault. I’m actually pretty intelligent but I just stopped caring about school work and now my grades are dropping.

I hope this is just teenage angst and it won’t last long but I’m not so sure. Depression runs in my family and I think I’ve caught the virus. Nothing remarkable has ever happened to me in my life. The only ray of shining light is my best friend, but I don’t even think she cares much about me anymore. What’s the use?