Forevryoung
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Exactly 5 years ago this past Saturday I got a new chance at life- I attempted suicide and failed.
I was 16 and was tired of being depressed. I was tired of having to be perfect. My parents were well aware of what was going on. I had doctors trying to help me. Nobody was naive, everyone took action. I told my mom on multiple occassions "I want to die, please let me". One of the hardest things was watching my parents go through it. Every time I think about it the guilt overwhelms me. Even now.
I will tell my story to anyone who will listen, teenagers, fellow college students, and teachers. It is a tragedy and more must be done for high schoolers to show the impact of suicide/mental illness.
Five years ago I sat in a hospital bed and cried that I had failed at one more thing. Today I cried because I am proud of myself for how far I have succeeded.
I was 16 and was tired of being depressed. I was tired of having to be perfect. My parents were well aware of what was going on. I had doctors trying to help me. Nobody was naive, everyone took action. I told my mom on multiple occassions "I want to die, please let me". One of the hardest things was watching my parents go through it. Every time I think about it the guilt overwhelms me. Even now.
I will tell my story to anyone who will listen, teenagers, fellow college students, and teachers. It is a tragedy and more must be done for high schoolers to show the impact of suicide/mental illness.
Five years ago I sat in a hospital bed and cried that I had failed at one more thing. Today I cried because I am proud of myself for how far I have succeeded.
