I’ve been eating less, sleep less, talking less, more suicidal thoughts, I’ve been relapsing every other week, my grades are bad, I’m getting kicked out of school tomorrow, I just lost one of my closest friends and she made me feel like an asshole and that I don’t deserve to be here, I’m fat, ugly, gay, I have a big nose, no friends, ugly smiles, ugly laugh, I hate everything about me, I don’t deserve my 3 friends, I need help but my parents are so strict I can’t call 988 without getting guilt tripped. I want to die but I don’t want to kill myself, I want to die in my sleep or get killed, no one would really care, but the only reason I’m still here is for my boyfriend, but when he leaves, which is bound to happen, who knows what I’ll do.