**Disclaimer** THIS CONTAINS REFERENCES TO SELF HARM AND SUICIDE AS WELL AS SUICIDAL IDEATION.
I have a confession to make, and I'm not making this for attention.
Two years ago, in February, I attempted suicide for the first time.
I had been self harming before hand, and my world had just come crashing down.
I began to close myself off and bottle everything up, building up the storm that was going on inside me.
When I did, I ended up in a mental hospital wing for a week. Someone told the people at my school and I was deemed "Suicide Girl".
I was told (in addition to what I was told before) that I would be better off dead, and that people wished I had succeeded.
At one point, someone brought a razor and handed it to me, telling me to kill myself.
I didn't tell anyone that this was happening, and it built up again.
I attempted again in late April, steadily having been self harming before.
I ended up in the mental wing for another three weeks, and was put on a different medication.
I continue to struggle with self harm and suicidal thoughts. My new school almost seems to be worse with these topics.
I'm on my fourth medication and it seems like nothing will help me anymore. I just, I don't know what to do.
These thoughts plague me, and if I ask for help or simply to talk, I'm just being dramatic.
My world has crumbled down around me again, and I don't know if I can hold on.
I just don't know.