I’m suicidal. The only thing that’s stopping me is that I don’t have the guts to end my life, even though I’ve planned it out many times step by step. I’ve tried in so, so many ways to call out for help, even though it’s not always verbal, and no one seems to get it. When people ask me if I’m okay my first thought is to tell them how I really feel, but I feel like I can’t burden them with this, so I end up just smiling and telling them I’m perfectly fine.
I think I’m bipolar. I show all the symptoms for it. I definitely have anxiety, I don’t know whether or not I have a disorder for it, but I definitely have anxiety. I’m an insomniac, but I always just want to sleep, that’s my only peace.
The weight of school is crushing me, but it’s also an escape route from home where I have nothing but my thoughts. I’m depressed and I just don’t know what to do any more.
Whenever I’ve tried to tell people that I need help or I’m depressed and anxious and just need some support, they (adults mostly) just shrug it off and tell me that I’m 15; I can’t be depressed; what do I know; we all have days like these.
I don’t want to call anyone about this, I don’t have the guts too, and I also really want to tell someone all these feelings but I don’t know where to start.
What do I do? Where do I go? Who can I talk to? Please help me, I feel like I’m at the end of my rope.