I'm 15, I overdosed a couple of times, and my depression is getting worse every day, My family doesn't really care they always say mental health isn't real, I got addicted to drugs and alcohol, I'm tired of everything, I'm done fighting, I'm done with everything but you know what hurts the most is when u can't talk to any of your family members without them telling you to get over it or to stop faking or your okay.

The saddest thing is being a minute to someone when you’ve made them your eternity. I don’t think anyone knows how I feel in the inside, Everyone thinks I’m a happy person full of energy and loves everything but what they don't know is that every time I wake up to put a fake face on everyone thinks I’m okay because if I show my real self they will ask are you okay do you need help but I just want to be alone but if I were to tell them this they would think I’m being rude or just don’t want to be friends anymore so I have to stick to a routine so I don’t ruin what we have. That feeling you have in your stomach you know there’s nothing you can do, so you just gotta accept it and distance yourself. My head right now: I cant I cant I cant do it why do you even want me why I’m such a fuck up. Deep down some shit really does bother me cause it’s like damn, I’d never do you like that. I don't tell people my problems because no one can fix them, What are they gonna do? Tell me it’s okay when it’s not. Tell me they understand when they don't. I’m tired and no one can help me. Its been like this for years now