Just A Little Awkward

Approximately 9 years ago I hit what was probably my lowest point. I was 17, I was stupid, I was lonely, and I was constantly feeling like a disappointment. So I tried to do something rather extreme. Luckily (though of course I didn't feel that way at the time and still don't sometimes) as I mentioned, I was stupid so I misjudged what it would actually take to overdose myself to the point where I wouldn't wake up. That was the first of three times in my life I have actively attempted something of that nature. But the feelings have never really left me. I know mental health day was yesterday, so this story is kinda pointless to post today, but I started thinking about it yesterday and had to tell the story.