It's hard being alive. That's the limit.
When I was in the upper grades of elementary school, I was bullied such as verbal violence, financial damage, and confinement. Specifically, die, disappear, poisonous apples, brown sugar, etc. The situation did not improve even when I talked to my homeroom teacher, and the feeling that I couldn't rely on my surroundings remained. Even after bullying has stopped, the feeling of “I want to die” has taken up more than half of my life. “I'll die soon anyway” has become a habit. Just talking to people or going to school made me want to die, and suddenly I couldn't speak or eat anything. While people around me are enjoying it, I feel like I'm the only one behind, and I feel impatient. I can't concentrate even though I know I have to study. I can't do it because I want to die when I'm studying. I don't think my teachers and parents know anything, so I'm repeatedly told to “go for it” and “study harder,” but I don't know how to work hard, and I'm mentally cornered. I was told to study for 5 hours on weekdays and 10 hours on holidays, but if I studied that much, I think I would die before the entrance exam. My distance with my mother became closer due to the earthquake, and I feel stressed that I don't have time for myself and that I don't have freedom. I hardly have time to be alone without my own room. My score on the mock exam is poor, and I feel even more pressured by being told to do my best in science subjects that I'm not good at, not in the humanities I'm good at. Due to economic circumstances, only engineering faculties of national and public universities are useless, but I can't do a mark mock exam or write one. Sometimes people ask me how I want to live, but I don't know what I want to do or what to do, and I can't answer anything. While I don't want anyone to know, I also want someone to ask for help. But I don't know how to do that. I have a strong feeling that I want to erase my existence just not to die because it causes trouble to people around me.
