I can sensé that people don’t like me or that I’m disturbing them and not a single person knows me or thinks about me unless they need something. I’m just inexistant, I always have been, even when I tried to reach out, even when I tried to be more involved. I don’t exist to anyone unless I’m in front of them. When I die no one will care and that’s a scary thought, because what’s the point of my life? Helping people? Doesn’t matter, I don’t exist and I never did and nothing I will ever do will matter for the rest of my nonexistent stupid life.