I thought my life was perfect; I had the perfect friends and the perfect family, until one day all got messed up. I was at high school and I had a gorgeous boyfriend, everything was going find but like all relationships we broke up and I thought I would get over it. I was wrong. I couldn't, he became my whole life. My friends where different, we didn't hang out like we use to, or talk like old times. I felt very alone, however I thought that it was ok, everyone goes through periods of feeling sad. The things got worst. I couldn't concentrate during class and I thought the solution for all my problems, was to drink. So every weekend I went out to drink with "my new friends". I didn't have appetite and I slept all day.. I hated going to school or being with my family; they wanted me to be someone I wasn't. So I stopped drinking and I thought, "The solution for all my problems is to kill myself". I took a knife, and I tried to cut myself but in that moment my mother opened the door and she stopped me for harming myself. She took me immediately to the hospital. Now I am recovering from clinical depression.
If I did it you can do it!!!!!!
Anonymous, 16
