I’ve been suicidal for 6 years (to give you some perspective I’m 15 so I’ve been suicidal since I was 9).
It began in 4th grade with some major bullying and at the time; I didn’t know what suicide was (thank god or I’d probably be dead right now because back then I had nothing to live for) but I’d pray to god every night to kill me in my sleep because I was in so much pain and I didn’t want to go on.
Well now I’m in 10th grade and the only change is I don’t believe in god. In all honesty the only reason I’m staying alive is because I know if I killed myself that my boyfriend would probably follow suit. He’s honestly the only reason I have to live anymore and that’s really dangerous and sad but I’ve been suicidal for 6 years so I don’t give a fuck.