I’ve attempted suicide 5 times and all that does is put me in a mental hospital and then my family hides all the pills and knives like I’m a child. I am pathetic. I do absolutely nothing but go to therapist and doctors appointments and get drunk on the weekends with my friends. Right now I’m drinking a bottle of wine hoping it’ll give me the courage to really end my life. I don’t see the point in living anymore there’s this quote I really like by William Styron “the pain of severe depression is quite unimaginable to those who have not suffered it, and it KILLS in many instances because the anguish can no longer be borne. The prevention of many suicide will continue to be hindered until there is a general awareness of the nature of it pain. Through the healing process of tand through medical intervention or hospitalization in many cases most people survive depression which may be its only blessing but to the tragic legion who are compelled to destroy themselves there should be no more reproof attached than to the victims of terminal cancer”…I really need someone to talk to that understands because I can’t go on like this. I’m such a basket case and no one understands or can empathize with the feelings I’m experiencing. Can someone please tell me what there is worth living for?