It definitely feels that way most of the time. It’s hard to pull myself back up because I go back down so fast.
Luckily, I do. My parents try and support me the best they can. Sometimes they don’t really understand but I know they try and that means a lot. I have a couple friends who are always there for me, too, and I don’t know what I would do without them.
I know I could never commit suicide, but sometimes I wish I would. It’s kind of like, I wish I just wouldn’t wake up, because I’m so tired of it all. I’m too scared, though. And, there are people here I love that keep me going. Those few people are all I have and they mean everything to me.