I don't remember a time in my life were I didn't feel lonely and suicidal.Ive been diagnosed by a phycologist and therapist with Major depression disorder and generalised anxiety. I can remember as far back as second grade when my parents were about to get a divorce and I thought, it's all my fault. Every failure in my life, in my parents and friends life, it was all my fault.I remember feeling like I had the responsibility to take care of my younger brother at the time (I was 13) because my parents marriage was in shambles and as a form of punishment (as I saw it) was to myself I forced myself to take on the duty of being a mother figure to my brother.At that time in my life my world became dark and violent. I never told anyone about my problems, about how I would cut myself because I truly believed that I was a horrible person.I have attempted many unsecsefull suicide attempts through out the years (thank God). It wasn't untill I was in the 8th grade when I had cut myself on both wrists and watched blood just pour out of my veins and cried hysterically on the floor that my mother found me and called 911.That moment of rock bottom was what saved me and lead me to see a phycologist and therapist who told my parents to watch me like a hawk. They were so upset that they thought I was alone with my mental illness and we're so supportive beyond words.In all honesty if my mother wasn't home at the time I would of bled out and possibly of died that day. I take my medication as perscribed and have definitely seen my life in a new light. My mother is my rock and I'm so great full for her, my dad, and friends for understanding who I am. I am NOT my mental illness. I am Kelsey and I am strong!!