Go read and watch 13 Reasons Why
I say this as someone who suffers from depression and at several points in my life considered suicide. My life has been filled with shitstorm after shitstorm since birth. Parents divorced when I was 3, and my father spent every moment trying to convince me my mother didn't love me, and only pretended to to spite him and try to turn me against him. At 11 the judge in charge of the custody battle let's me decide, and I choose to cut all contact with my father. Mom remarries a year later. Skip forward 2 years 7th grade was the worst year of my life. An abusive step father at home, and a group of bullies who I shared every class with at least one of. I was miserable, with literally only 1 friend who I only was able to spend lunch with as we shared no classes. And the only reason I didn’t kill myself was because I knew it would destroy my mother and cause her infinitely more pain than I was suffering. So I survive 7th grade. Summer was worse because the step father was out of work, having been laid off shortly after returning from a leave of absence due to an injury. There was no reprieve from him for 2 and a half months 8th grade begins, and again the only reason I still lived was for my mother. Life at home grew worse, and school wasn’t much better. The bullies had been reduced by 2, but it wasn’t enough to make school any more bearable. I was befriended by 5 other kids that year. And they saved me. 1 friend I spent nearly every weekend with, and I was never without at least 1 of them. My love for my mother kept me alive, but those 5 friends gave me a reason to live again.
I still suffer from bouts of depression and suicidal thoughts, but I have the support I need to survive it now that I lacked back then.
