So what are we here for again?

so what do we write blogs for? Do we really think we are that important each one of us, that our private thoughts or our various "important" activities are of use to anyone?
I think they are just a fascinating peak into our inner worlds...we are all narcissists , all of us who write blogs....I know i am .....my previous blogs...few as they are have been referred to as ramblings of a "private angst" or proving the dictomy of my life....i wrote them in anger..repressed pain and fear....but I did want to tell people about that in the most indirect way i could think of.... reshma spoke of suicide in her blog some time back....mentioning how if you need help just ask...dont hold the fear of death as a toy on a string....i dont think it can be that calculated...we all need help...some of us are better at asking than others....and some of us need to ask not in so many words ...sometimes through anonymous blogs...and sometimes through a cry that say I see no way out...can you help me?

no one wants i think to die....sometimes i wish i could just Not Exist ...and sometimes ive thought of ways to make that happen...but that would be just too proactive to the way I am feeling then....the feeling of not existing should not need work...should not need action....I wish i could just fade away not ever having existed....coz though I may not have "touched" many lives....i am a daughter , a sister and a good friend....and no one deserves the pain of losing that just because I find my path too hard.