I know that my life doesn't suck as much as other people. I know that I will most likely get through this. I know that this is all short-term.

But this keeps repeating itself. I've had enough. I'm tired. I cannot handle being on my own anymore. I just want to go home.

I am beyond stressed right now. I have reached the point of depression. Ever since my dad went back to China, I have not had a decent meal. I am not sleeping enough. And I am not eating. I have been trying to do things to keep my mind off things. The only time I am okay is at work. But today, I have reached my breaking point. Nothing can cheer my up right now. I received my Christmas present from a friend in the mail today and I didn't even want to open it.

I am not okay anymore. And I am going to fail the GRE on Monday.

I wish I was suicidal. Because I wish I could just end it all so that I don't have to continue going through this again.