Ever since 6th grade life has been hell for me. I got made fun of because i was in IEP (special ed classes) and it made me feel there was something wrong with me. My 1st attempt at suicide was in 8th grade via hanging, but it failed. Since then i’ve been having nervous breakdowns and basically feeling like shit.
9th grade was my 2nd suicide attempt. I tried killing myself. I know this is going to sound silly and pathetic but i had failed to impress to girls i liked, and the ass holes in my math class didn’t help by pointing out how much of a freak i was. I had a big nervous breakdown where i not only tried chocking myself but tried cutting as well. Finally, i got some help via a therapist, and soon i went on pills. Even with them, i feel like i’m falling a part, and that there not going to keep me alive for much longer. I want to live, don’t get me wrong, but what’s the point when everyone around you is just going to push you even more to suicide.
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What grade are you now?