I mean, he could be correct.

I can't deal with all of these things bothering me at once. I can't just let it go like I used to, because I have to sort it out to make it pass. I know I could easily sort almost all of them out in a couple of days, but just I can't bring myself to do it. It's just so daunting, so I retreat into my safe bubble of reading and music, and I can get away from all that for as long as I can. But I'm pretty sure that's just me being lazy and unmotivated and ungrateful. Everything's just building up more and more, and the problems are getting harder to face. I think I can do it right up until I actually have to, and then I don't know how I ever thought I could. I have moments of absolute panic that I can only seem to calm by getting everything done at once, immersing my self in distractions, or by being completely destructive and staying up late enough to make me physically ill and hurting myself and eating as little as I'm allowed. The first option is just getting more and more difficult, the second isn't enough any more, and the third one is not going to last long before something happens. I can't do this. I get so tired, and I'm just a generally shitty person all the time. I can't pretend to be happy, and people are noticing and backing off from me. At this rate, I'm going to end up dead or disowned (it's been threatened) and kicked out of school within three years.

He isn't. No-one deserves to commit suicide, and it's certainly not anyone's place to decide that they should.

Okay. Okay. Okay. I can understand. ._.

fucking hell
you have most definitely changed my life positively, ME. you are one of my favorite people in my life. in the top ten, if my calculations hold correct. and you are welcome. don't forget it.

Don't say it like that. Delete that.

..... what?

The message you sent to me-- delete it now please.

The one telling you to not commit suicide? Why?

JUST DELETE IT.
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