Are you happy?
It seems like you are lashing out randomly and have a world view that everything is orchestrated to harm you.
You all made sure no one would ever care about me, even going so far as to kill yourselves to guarantee it.
You believe that people have killed themselves to make your life worse? I don’t want to sound mean, but you aren’t the only person.
Happiness is not the goal - it’s the failure state. Happiness means I’ve become an abusive monster, like you.
That’s a wild take man. Like what are you talking about? Can you tell me exactly what I’ve done to be an “abusive monster”? Could you elaborate on how happiness is only the result of being abusive?