In response to Guest (who reviewed on Chapter Six), I decided to post this. (To those who read WDC, I am writing Chapter Ten as of now)
Changing schools wouldn't make a difference - about ten people of my Facebook friends don't hate me, and the other schools are shitty. I don't think there's any summer camps in England, but Mum and I are going on a Church weekend away.
Despite everything, I have a bit going for me - I have friends (though I sometimes don't get on with them and one of them said something that triggered me on Tuesday) and I'm young. Plus I have some sort of skill in writing.
The thing is, I don't want to worry them - the family is going through a lot at the moment (my mother's parents are ill and she has to deal with that and my father is more... angry and easy to upset), and telling them now would be bad timing. Plus, there's a lot I'm hiding from them and I'm not ready to tell them.
I've told my friend on the Internet who is suffering from it as well (well, we have different situations and problems to add to it) and he tried to cheer me up but I was in one of my dark moments (which are occurring more than before) and it didn't really comfort me.
My parents don't neglect me, I assure you. We have our squabbles but we have that love for each other. But on Sunday, I stopped loving my dad for a few hours, and Tuesday, well everything went out the window. Two people know about how Tuesday was a suicide attempt, well, besides you guys.
My mother said to me a while ago (over a year ago now) that the bullies wouldn't insult me if they knew.
I would tell someone, but everyone has their own, more important problems, and they don't need to know mine.
I think I'll listen to that song sometime.
I'm on Tumblr, if you guys care, as ihavenosoul12 (13 was taken, I usually use 13 because it's my favourite number).
Thanks guys, for listening and giving advice.