Yes. If I have to keep living like this, then I don't want to live at all. It's like torture that no one around you has. It's painful to watch people who don't stutter to waste their voice or not use them at all, you quiet kids. The only thing even keeping me here is the fact that my family will be heartbroken, and I don't want my little siblings to have a brother gone. At least I don't have friends, I don't want anyone else to cry over my pathetic choice. It hurts when your own family makes fun of you for something you can't control well, and when you do talk, people ignore you. I hate life more every day, despite all the good. I guess I'm ungrateful.