Man. This has been a really hard time for me. And I don’t think anybody knows I’m going through something. Nobody checks in to see if I’m ok. These suicidal ideation are becoming so disturbing to me. Sure, I have had them for a while, but I remember being on lexapro, and I got a terrible side effect: actually wanting to die. I kept thinking, “I have to die.” It was scary. I am on nothing now, but those thoughts are coming back. They’re more like, “How can I go on?” It’s so embarrassing. I don’t think I want every person to know this, just people I really care about. I’m not sure what to do. I feel like telling people will worry them, and I will burden them with my issues. This is a huge reason I don’t tell my family, the people closest to me. I almost told my mom yesterday. I think this would freak everyone out. How does anyone ask for help?