I don’t know exactly where I should start. This story isn’t happy, it isn’t interesting, it’s just mine. I’m 15 years old right now and barely hanging on. Every day I get closer and closer to ending it all, every day I feel like I’m about to collapse from sadness. I don’t see much reason to go on any longer.
I don’t know exactly how long I’ve been depressed, but it’s always been part of my life. Depression has lurked in my mind since I was young. I would be 6/7 and complain about the fact I want to kill myself and my mother would call […]