 To be honest I don’t see what purpose I serve, my mom acts like she cares about me giving me gifts and other things but whenever I have a mental breakdown she just screams at me to stop and that if I don’t she is going to call a ambulance and that I will go to a mental asylum. The people who I thought were my friends I found out they never wanted me to talk to them and things about how much of a annoyance I was, these were the people I thought actually cared about me I have nothing else if I could painlessly end my life I would do it without a second thought but it scares me I don’t even know what to do anymore. If I died it wouldn’t affect anybody I have asked for help but because I’m not incredibly old “I’m fine” or I am just doing it for attention, whenever I even get a headache it makes me think of when i used to hit my head against my wall to try to make myself calm down. I wish it would all just stop