[nothereanymore]

My friends aren't being the support system I thought they'd be.
I got jipped in therapy by being unable to say anything all day until the last fifteen minutes and even then I didn't get to say all that I wanted to.
The crisis textline has been utterly worthless.
The suicide hotline redirected me to a teen lifeline that was not very helpful.

I don't wanna be heard. I wanna be listened to. And I want people to actually talk back. Just because I have no means or intent and therefore have no risk and am getting out of bed and eating and sleeping and showering and talking doesn't mean I'm okay. Just because I'm doing okay doesn't mean I'm okay. I hit rock bottom less than two weeks ago. This needs to be more toward the front of people's heads.

Or is that selfish? God forbid.