That is a problem. Don't want to be here, but you can't leave. I wrestle with that every day. Hardly a day goes by that I don't pray, Lord, today someone will die who doesn't want to, please take me instead. And I mean it, even the best day in this hell-hole is absolute filth compared to the worst day in what we have to come. When I think that in the next twinkling of my eye I could be partying before the Throne of God... here, mugger mugger mugger! Puhleaze!
I was 17 when I tried to make the leap by my own hand, obviously it failed and I'm still here. And I've gone on to be used by God to affect many people's lives for the better, and to do that is a blessing. Yet hardly a day goes by when I don't wish in some way that it had worked. Would'a saved me 40+ years of swimming in satan's cesspool. But I promised God I wouldn't try it again.
Jesus says we will suffer in this world. We are in it not of it. To Christ's enemies (ie satan and his horde) we are like a drop of water in a bottle of oil. The oil can't outright destroy it, but it'll do everything it can to isolate and expel it. Paul suffered, and wished to move on (for to me, to live is Christ and to die is gain Phil 1:21+), but thought it necessary to remain in the body. He also said in 1 Thess 3:8 that for now we live, if you are standing fast in the Lord. So while we who are saved will not go to 'hell' for committing suicide, we are instructed not to, and we will account for it if we do.
You don't have to like it here. In fact, if you do, that's when I would start to worry. I've often said that you can tell how much potential one has in the kingdom of God by how hard satan works to hold them under. That is why he has stolen your dignity and potential. To make you as irrelevant to the world as you can possibly be. Be angry, but at that. Don't hate ignorant humanity, hate the one(s) who have made humanity ignorant. God talks about the battle being won thru perseverance – this is a war of attrition, with the benefit of knowing Who the last Man standing is. Really, when satan flings his monkey-s--t at me I just say I wouldn’t have it any other way. Because I know that, eventually, in the end, we’ll be lifted out of this cesspool, and he won’t.