I can’t stand it anymore. I want to die.
I first imagined dying when I was 6 years old, I imagined me killing myself and everybody being so happy and celebrating my death. I still feel I want to kill myself and my family has been making that so much worse. I have enough problems during school, I don’t need to come home everyday having my family make it worse for me. It’s summer now and I can’t handle it at all.
My thoughts of killing myself are becoming stronger and stronger. I at least want to run away, but I don’t know what I would do after I leave my house. I’m lost, and confused, and broken, and wanting to die more than ever. Please help.
I first imagined dying when I was 6 years old, I imagined me killing myself and everybody being so happy and celebrating my death. I still feel I want to kill myself and my family has been making that so much worse. I have enough problems during school, I don’t need to come home everyday having my family make it worse for me. It’s summer now and I can’t handle it at all.
My thoughts of killing myself are becoming stronger and stronger. I at least want to run away, but I don’t know what I would do after I leave my house. I’m lost, and confused, and broken, and wanting to die more than ever. Please help.
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