last night, I told my mom, after she came into my room to me crying in my bed in the dark, that I thought about killing myself most days but I can’t go through with it because it would hurt my family too much. today she’s taking my to the doctors, so hopefully this doesn’t go to shit like last time. Every time I go see someone, like a therapist or something, I just shut off, like my brain just goes blank and I can’t tell them anything because I don’t trust anyone.
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Try Impose a ICD-10 Code of Class F and Z!
So you can have discursive conversation about a specific State of Mind. It can bear a lot.
Yikes! Dont let them put the needle in your arm and don’t swallow anything a stranger offers you!!!