Day 5

Day 5 - a time you thought about ending your own life

I think I was 13...I was failing algebra, which was a pre-ap course in 8th grade, and my parents were pissed. They also refused to hire me a tutor or even attempt to help me with homework.
My relationship with my parents was AWFUL. I hated most of my family, or at least I thought I did. And I felt like a complete failure.
It was the night before some big project in algebra was due. And I knew I had no chance of getting it done. So I figured, why even continue to go on in life when it sucks this bad.
I was slightly dramatic at this age.
So I thought I'd take a bunch of pills.
I think I had taken maybe two or three when I broke down and called my best friend. Sobbing.
She and my other friend convinced me to stop, listened to me whine and sob and moan about how awful my life was. All the while, I didn't even know it, but my best friend was doing the algebra assignment for me. So I wouldn't get a 0.
After finally getting to a calmer place, I finally went to bed. Dreading the morning.

When I arrived to school, Kristy gave me my algebra assignment and a letter telling me how much she loved me. I still carry that letter in my wallet.

She is my soul mate. And even though we have had some rough patches, I love her with everything I am. She is the best bestie ever.