Then end to my new begining

My whole life I was the fuck upp my parents were and still are crazyy but they are still here for me. Except for the fact my dad has ms and is disabled and he has been married 7 times. My mom has been married 2. I know your probably thinking why are you writing a story about how good your life is?! Well itt all fell down the drain I lived my life in a kid body with the responsibility of an adult I raised myself basically from 12 till now and FYI I’m 17 I know Im still young but nvm my age, age is only a number, gettin back to my life ight well about 3 years ago my life fell apart when my step dad left my mom…my mom has to say the least gone crazyy she went depressed and mean she didn’t get outta bed and when she did it was only to *****. Well I took that for another few months then we moved with my grandma and grandpa. That has changed my life. I went from a nice boy to a young man that was a shell with no soul. I found a reason to be alive with my ex she gave me happiness but I found out she was talkin to other guys and sending pictures and shit soo I lost her and I started cuttin but it didn’t meet the need for pain, so I moved on to burning.. Everywhere from stars on my leg to croses on my arm and the ocassional smiley faces. Even burning didn’t cutt it Fromm burning I went to drugs everywhere from weed to K2 to cocaine nothing cut it. So I chose one night I wanted to end my pain all of it so I got pills a shit load of them everywhere from hydros advil and flexril  I took a total of about 45 pills at once. I was numb this was aproximatily 8:30pm and I was gonna get ready for bed so my mom came and checked on me and saw I wasn’t all there, so she looked in my pill bottles and saw all were missing. She asked me crying “where Are the pills?!” I said I ran out and she said “bull shit” she called 911 and I got evaluated by the police that came to the call and they decided it was the best for me to be rushed to the local hospital and they did I got to the hospital at like 11pm and got looked over by the doctor and he agreed that what I did was a a a…..suicidal attempt.     I waited there till 1 am and then got sent to the pavilion which here is like a place that people go that others feel that persons life is in danger. I stayed for a total of 72 hours then went home when I went home everything of mine was gone my knifes, gun, sword, and even the kitchen knives. I never knew how much any of this would hurt others I felt horrible.. So I got help I got help from my school councelor and the shrink I was required to go to every week. Still nothing actually helped. But then the turning point of my life came one day I went to church thinking about how I was goin to kill myself. I set there thinking of the fastest way that no one would find out. I can just remember sitting there thinking.. Hanging myself? Stabbing myself? Shooting myself? I was thinking of the best way when a deep voice said “Stop my son, you have a future, your still alive for a reason YOU will be a leader of a church of misfits” I walked out and said okay I gave my life to God about 3 weeks after that. Everything started happening for the better. My life went from bad to okay it started gettin better. And now here I am still alive. Now by no means is my life perfect but it’s not as bad as it was. And if you think there is no way out, there is.