Going to the psychiatrist just made me more suicidal. It also made me depressed. I started to cut my legs as well as my hands and arms.
I refused to talk to anyone. I ignored my parents I ignored my siblings. I could hear people gossiping about me in the halls. The call me mental crazy and insane.
I even heard my friends talk about me. They were standing up for me. I then overheard them talking about how they were being paid for it. That pushed me over the top.
It's sad because I thought that they were my friends. They told me that they would never do anything to harm me well this was worse.
