I need, need, need to give up life. For me and for other people. I'm ruining things for everyone. My brother may even be reading this and he wouldn't be likely to tell me if he was. So I've potentially worried him anyway, I may as well try to end everything. I can't bring any good to the world, I bring far too much pain. I hurt the world. I am a disease. I absolutely hate myself. I don't want to do this any more. I don't want to keep fighting. Yet I keep fighting. I want to give up.
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