my parents gave me the choice to see a psychologist since she noticed I seemed different. I accepted and was all hopeful about things getting better, but now I’m not. she cant take away my coping methods they are fucking mine. I feel so stupid that I wanted help for so long but now that I have it I don’t want it anymore. I wrote a suicide note last night, but im scared since my last attempt failed miserably :(I need to find a way that would guarantee death 🙁
