I've done too many bad things, and the people I care about have suffered for it. I think all my friends are mad at me, and they have a right to be. Everyone has always hated me, and no one in my life has wanted to help/understand me. I guess it's my fault. All I ever do is cry anymore. I hate myself so much. I keep panicking at the thought of being around people again. My parents aren't helping at all, they're doing the exact opposite, actually. I don't think I can go on anymore. I've pushed everyone away, and no one wants me around.