I went through (and, in ways, am still going through) a time in my life when things were very rough, people who I thought were my friends turned out to be not so nice, and eveyone was a jerk. But I never, not once, considered commiting suicide, because I have a family that loves me and I love them and I would never want to take that away.
When I'm depressed, I imagine where I'll be in ten years from now and I try my hardest to fulfill that dream. You do that, and never give up on life. There's people who may be assholes, and there's people who you won't like, and they won't like you. But you just have to accept the bad with the good, and be strong. Suicide will take away everything you've ever had, as well as take you away from people who love you.
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