It all started as my dad passed away in a car crash... 4 year ago, nothing was the same as he went away in my life, It all got depressing... I started hanging around with the wrong people, then I changed myself, I wasn't a daddy's girl anymore... And then I had a big argument with my mum, I got kicked out and had no where else to go... I cried myself to sleep every night thinking I want to end my life, I had enough at this point, my life felt it was sinking into the ground, I felt faint... I picked up a knife and thought, 'shall I? Or shall I not?" I was full of scars and now I can't show my arms, I feel like not the real me, it felt like a massive secret inside of me that I hadn't told anyone for years, i had bad dreams for a while and was wishing I never woke up in the morning after a really bad dream. I couldn't explain the pain I was in and I still can't... I was having fights with my mum... She got a new partner and it don't feel the same, it's not my real dad, it's not