I tried taking my life a week and a half ago. Sadly I survived went to the ER and from there I went to a mental health facility, they prescribed me Prozac to help me and I've been taking it since then. And nothing has changed I hate being alive even more now, I'm certain that I'm gonna try again. I see no sense or point in being here anymore. For what? To keep suffering? Keep getting hurt and keep feeling alone? I have friends that want me here but I don't want to be here anymore and I feel like trash because of that. I don't know what to do anymore. The only thing I'm certain is that the depression is getting darker and darker and I'm getting to the point that I don't care if I hurt the people who care about me I just want to end my life. I need it to end.