My world of pain and confusion will finally be no more. I don't know if I am doing the right thing, but it doesn't matter now. I hope there is a better place for me somewhere, after death. A place where I no longer feel like I am going crazy and like I can't ever be good enough. And I'm sorry to everyone I might be hurting by doing this, but I just can't take it anymore. I'm sorry to my friends who tried to help me but I didn't listen; I just turned away. And the rest of my family and anyone else I knew; and especially my mom. She was always there for me, but I never talked to her. Mom, I'm sorry if I made you feel like you weren't a good mom. You were the best mom a girl could have. I really hope no one blames himself or herself for this because it is no one's fault but my own for making this decision.
