I'm a fresh man in high school and I'm so fucking stressed. I'm probably going to go to court for truancy soon, just because my stupid ass can't gather the will to live anymore. I don't care about anything really except for my dog. 

I get good grades. I have all A's. But I'm still gonna get dropped or whatever because I'm never there anymore. I just can't with life anymore. My psychiatrist took me off my Prozac (40mg) to put me on this other drug and so I haven't been taking my pills because I can't and I'm getting so much worse

I sleep nearly all day and I don't eat much anymore. I just don't care. I don't. I've realized my life and my struggles are a joke. "You're not the only one," and "you have all the resources to get better," or, "just go." Yeah thanks. That makes me feel so much better. Thanks for the pep-talk. 

I just wanna put a gun to my head and pull the trigger. I've been doing so well dammit. I hadn't hurt myself in a few months and I was happy for the first time in years and now I'm sobbing and punching myself and dreading the morning when my mom realizes that I'm going to skip again 

I don't want to live anymore I really don't. It'd be so much easier to just die