When I was 16 my parents got divorced. My anxiety was taken to another level. I became depressed. I wanted to die. I didnt sleep or eat. Didnt cut my hair. I was so skinny. So tired. After trying suicide my mom took me to the doctor and I start taking medication. Teraphy. Learn to let my dad go, he was abusive, he is the worst person in my life. He makes me feel like trash. Today, I have gain a few pounds, cut my hair, I eat and sleep. I take care of myself. I want to live. I want so many things. I deserve so many things. Depression will not win. I promise. I am strong. I can do it. I will do it.