A letter from Nov 14th, 2021

Hello whoever is reading this. I am writing this on the 14th of November 2021. Its 11pm and i am about to commit suicide. Its been on my mind for the last year and i think its about time. I think i had an ideal life, i had friends, supporting family, perfect body. You might think why i wish to die if my life has been perfect. Well there are a couple of reasons why: 1) I don't like this world. The systems we have created feel too unnatural and flawed. 2) The society, people have their expectations and if you don't meet them, they judge you. Since we're in a age where social media is a thing people can get really awful. I don't got much else to say, i hope my things find a use and that my friends and family have a good luck. Farewell