Have you ever just wanted to stop? Just wanted to give up, and give in to everything causing you any problems whatsoever? Just wanted to surrender to this place called Earth, and this hell called life? Imagine this, you get home; home alone. You run upstairs grab the bottle of pills, you had been planning this for a while now just never got the strength to do it. But you were fed up, and you couldn't deal with it anymore. You shakily twist the bottle cap off of the pill bottle, and pour out a handful of the pills. You look in the mirror at your tear stained face. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You swallow the handful of pills, and it seems as though time stops. The room begins spinning, and you're scared. You collapse to the floor; clutching the carpet for dear life, praying for God to save you. You feel a sharp pain all over your body, as you begin to realize you're dying; there's nothing you can do to stop it. Time freezes, as you take your last breath or oxygen and your glassy, bloodshot eyes close fluttering your eyelashes soaked in your tears. Your cold; hard; dead body lays limp on your bathroom floor. Your mom gets home from work, and runs upstairs to take a shower; only to find your body. She cries. A cry of complete heart break, and loneliness. She can't believe her own flesh and blood just killed themselves. She holds onto your body for the last time, kissing your forehead and finally calls 911. She's heartbroken, and will never be the same again. You were her pride and joy.. 
Now, do you really want this to happen? Think of everyone, and I mean everyone you have last talked to, mentioned in a conversation, thought about, tweeted about, etc. think of those people. You are not alone. In this moment you may find yourself alone, confused and depressed. You are not alone, because even if you think you don't exist to someone you truly admire, or love; you exist. I believe that with my heart and soul.