You guys may notice that I haven't been as active as I was a while ago, and that I'm not really the bubbly character I've made myself to be on this forum. I don't mean to sound ultra emo, but just passing this all off and telling y'all I'm okay would be lying.
These past two years have been some of the most miserable in my entire life. Even worse than whenever I was in fifth grade and could barely get out of bed because I was so upset. Nowadays, there's not a day in my life where I don't think about committing suicide. If I had the choice, I'd just lay in bed and sulk all day. I'm at the point where my school is becoming ridiculous and I don't have any friends. My mom is becoming nearly unbearable and my dad's never home. I've just never felt so alone in my life. I just break down and cry every day as soon as I get home from school. I'm at the point where I absolutely loathe doing any kind of activity because I'd rather sit in my bed and sulk all day. I can't even get myself to do activities that I like.
My real downfall started whenever my mom found one of my suicide notes. That's when she started getting harsh on me. I don't know why that is, though. Now she went from trying to motivate me to basically trying to tell me that I shouldn't go to college because I'm not motivated enough. I've tried to keep myself happy and keep up with this persona on this site, but I just can't anymore. I'm sorry. I'm just falling apart right now.
These past two years have been some of the most miserable in my entire life. Even worse than whenever I was in fifth grade and could barely get out of bed because I was so upset. Nowadays, there's not a day in my life where I don't think about committing suicide. If I had the choice, I'd just lay in bed and sulk all day. I'm at the point where my school is becoming ridiculous and I don't have any friends. My mom is becoming nearly unbearable and my dad's never home. I've just never felt so alone in my life. I just break down and cry every day as soon as I get home from school. I'm at the point where I absolutely loathe doing any kind of activity because I'd rather sit in my bed and sulk all day. I can't even get myself to do activities that I like.
My real downfall started whenever my mom found one of my suicide notes. That's when she started getting harsh on me. I don't know why that is, though. Now she went from trying to motivate me to basically trying to tell me that I shouldn't go to college because I'm not motivated enough. I've tried to keep myself happy and keep up with this persona on this site, but I just can't anymore. I'm sorry. I'm just falling apart right now.