I contemplated suicide today but didn’t go through with it. At the moment I was ready to go because I felt so overwhelmed and I asked myself “what  am I doing here?” I felt like I was at a dead end, where there was no point to moving forward because it’s the same thing everyday and this is the first time I’ve ever felt so certain about it.  I’m so tired of struggling and no amount of “it will get better” or “keep trying” makes me feel better not even expressing myself on here does. This week I’ve had two triggers both were social, and in those moments I just felt so small .