In less than 2 weeks I'll be 27, but I might as well be 22, considering how in the last 5 years since I flunked out of school I have done nothing to remedy my shitty shitty predicament. I have no skills, no education, the sport I love is dying and no longer is a viable career path. I'm an angry loner without friends, without a girlfriend, really without anyone to even talk to. I am about to be replaced as varsity offensive line coach. I'm a giant 330 pounder with no hope for losing that.
In short: I hate my life and I wish I was dead. If I wasn't such a goddamned coward I'd have already walked out in front of a train.
I don't want your sympathy or support. I needed to write this down and see it for myself. I don't care what you do as long as you leave me alone.