Once I attempted suicide. Uhh yeah. I got help though! I’m fine now!
So it was middle school I think and I had very bad depression. I had threatened suicide before but was too scared to do it. I was getting there of bieing abused and I craved the sweet release of death. One day I went up onto the highest mountain that was near me. I drove up the mountain and looked down the cliff I smiled knowing that it would all be over soon. Then a memory of my little brother my family my old friends how much it would hurt them for me to die. I couldn’t find myself to do that to them. I looked at the bloody scare on my arms and I cried. A few days later I booked a therapist. And look at me now I’m fine!
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