I feel like people love you more than you know, but are just more focused on themselves and their busy lives and heads to stop and help. We all love to think of suicide as getting rid of a burden, but honestly, let's be real. Whose friends and family even say that unless the "suicidee" is an objectively reprehensible person, like a rapist or something? People are going to be sad if you do this to yourself. Even if they get mad at you, or ignore you, or treat you unfairly. You're bound to be loved and needed by at least someone. This may not be articulated or expressed, and it's hard. You might be a victim of circumstance and feel especially isolated or alone because of very real factors. But depression has a way of singling you out and making you believe that you're somehow far more despicable and evil than everyone else for living an ordinary life and making ordinary mistakes. We all think we're more disgusting than everyone else. But this is because we witnessed our actions, and the ways we failed. We tally all our failures and lay in bed at night thinking of how we could've mitigated these failures. So has everyone else. It's best to try and remember this, and force yourself to be a little kinder to yourself.