Why does my existence matter to people? Why can’t I just disappear forever? It’s not like I ever had any significance to other people. To most, I am just another face and name. So why would people be so hurt if I left? I mean nothing to them now, so why should I after I’m gone?

I don’t even know why I keep going anymore. I have no reason to go on. This world doesn’t need me. No person needs me. I am useless to everybody. There is not one person who would miss me, or even remember me for that matter, if I were to disappear.

So why am I still here? Maybe just to see what happens. Maybe I was only meant to be a spectator of this world, and not a participant. It feels absolutely horrible to be in this position, but there really isn’t anything I can do to escape it. And believe me, I’ve tried…