I hate my life. Everyone leaves eventually I don’t know why I bother getting close to people. My parents don’t believe in mental illness, say it just a phase though it been going on for 4 years, my susicdal thoughts are coming back and their worse. My best friend is moving across the world and I have no way of talking to her m she doesn’t own a phone and my fucking parents can’t even let me spend the night because I have practice in the morning. Like fuck off, I’m not going to see her for a whole fucking year or more. I’m in high school, but can’t drive yet. Sports are weighing down on me, my older sister quit so now all the focus is on me. I have no point to exsit, no point to life, my I stress are gone, my social and the causes my hands to shake when I talk to strangers and I have fucking no one to talk. My own sister called me pick me when I said I wanted to kill myself. I want to talk to someone and I want them to look me in the eye and say “ that’s fucked out and not ok