Conversation with zack Hamilton

When asked how my day was I answered exactly how it was. Horrible.
"Why?"
Life sucks
"Join the club"
Life sucks and then you die.
"You've got over 50 years until you're expected to die. I wouldn't worry about death yet"
It seemed uplifting to the normal person who's having a bad day. That wasn't me, it was more than that. Because little did he know I had deep scars on my body and evil thoughts in my head.
I don't want 50 years or more.