Knowing what I could of had is too much to bear. I dont know if I can do this anymore and I’m not willing to feel this day after day. Life hates me and does not want me to be happy. I used to think someone out there was watching over me but now I know that’s wrong. Why do I bother doing anything. It just gets ripped away and I obviously don’t deserve to have anything wonderful. I am stuck with this memory and nothing anyone can say is going to make me feel better. I just want to run away and never come back. I hate my life and had enough of it. I