I have so much to vent, but I feel I'll never find an answer.
I just want a minimal life of silence and peace, yet I feel I'm rotting in my feelings of hurt, hatred, isolation...
Maybe it's that life of silence and peace which is hurting, yet people who seek to break the silence end up hurting others at times, hurting people like me, who may one day commit suicide because of other people's hurtings, especially if they were once close friends.

I have so much to vent but it will be a mess, so I'll stop here for now.
I feel like ending my life, yet there is so much to fight for. So much to fight for others who suffer the same feelings towards life...