So, I'm twelve and my parents do not know I'm depressed (and that I'm bi), I sh, I'm listening to the problems of my ALSO depressed friends, I'm planning to kill myself, I'm having suicidal thoughts everyday, I live with my horrible stepmom, My dad shouts at me, I'm also having to balance that with the pressure of being in a special science school and being expected to get at least top five, I miss my siblings since I have a broken family and I'm the only sibling who lives alone and I'm also concerned for my best friend who's been absent for two days and might have either killed herself or been sent to a mental hospital.. Again.