Depress, make us hate this life

Every one has their own problem and realize it that we made our problem by ourself.
This life fucking hard...
Why I have to born in this world to make this stupid fucking project.
I'm crying and too much tired with this problem.
I need and have to finish it.
I know only God who can help my problem and solve it.
Problem...problem...problem....
Feel want to die or disappear from this world.
Why I have to choose this?
Why I have to be like this?
Depress, make me hate this life.
Every single step that I pass was hard and hard, should it is harder and more harder than before?
Life is a gift but this is big responsibility and hard to handle.
How to drive this box arrive safety in the direction?
Surely this box will arrive to the direction but a lot of scratch because a long the way of this journey full of hurdle.
Help me to finish this stupid fucking project.
I want to goal it.
I'm tired.