@thepostman Listen. I’ve been in the same scenario where I haven’t wanted to live. Theres times where I tried to stop myself from breathing so I could just be gone the next day at peace, but there was something that prevented me from proceeding. I felt like theres no point in living because of all the stress put on my back. It felt like life had lost it’s value and that it was just pain that lingered until I didn’t exist no more in this world. Nobody knew that I wasn’t there mentally anymore. I tried hiding my actual state for the longest time. The only person that knew something was wrong was my Mom. She was concerned because she saw every single day that I was drained, I had no interest in my usual activities and that I had completely given up. My missing assignments only rose up faster than I handed in and I only slept. She had me talk to a counselor and everything, though I only felt better that day after talking to him. At this time I needed to be reminded of some great things in life. In the dead of winter I took walks, took in every single detail. The snow dropping from the trees, Light reflecting from sheets of ice, The light pollution in the sky at night and the sound of snow compacting under my feet. These things reminded me of how great life is. Just a simple walk brought my mood up. Then I spent time describing every single problem I had in my life to my Mom. The one who know something was wrong. I asked everyone that seemed to care for help, at this time even, I had no expectations that any of my problems would be fixed, but after these people know, things started to die down. My problems with school disappeared because the people I talked to fixed these problems that I couldn’t fix myself. I don’t quite know what is pulling you down. But whatever it is. Take a walk outside and give your mind that feeling of freedom. Take advantage of your freedom to speak. I understand where you are right now. It feels like you will never get better and that life is simply pain. But trust me, you get proven wrong really quick. Allow your family to help you out, give them that chance to help you. Something that prevented me from killing myself was the thought of my family and how they need me. The worst thought when you think of dying is thinking about how your family will be after you are dead. Because it hurts a lot to imagine how devastated your family will be and how desperate they will be to see you again. I honestly hate speaking from the heart like this but I’d hate to lose a great friend to something that I had fought before.