on the surface my life doesn’t look to bad, parents deforced maybe a problem, but not in poverty by anymans standards, I’m not exactly thick either, I think. but underneath all this I wishÂ I was dead. My parents aren’t devorced, my dad left to be a woman (i’ve got nothing against that, but the way he done it broke my heart), we’re actualy struggiling to keep me at my school.Â I went into a deep depression for months, i don’t know how long because I can’t remember. I relied so hevily on my then girlfriend that I ended up forcing her away, she pretends to be a good friend, butÂ I know she actualy wishes I had died. right now I’ve got hardly any friends and I’m a shell of the bright and happy teenager I was, I can’t look in the mirror without hating my own reflection. I don’t want to die, but moments like this, I can’t see tomorow coming, and it makes me wish I’d jsut get it over with so that I never have to go through it again. if anyone wants to help please do, you’d be the first for a long time.