DEPRESSION

people ask me if I'm fine I say yeah but im not just dont want them to worry Hurry conor is hurting himself when i get mad my thoughts get dangerous no one can help me my demons are to strong i keep on fighting but keep on losing im not choosing to lose it just happening i wasn't always like this not until 6th grade it got worse in 8th grade i just need metal aid i need help but i dont want any people tell me to go to therapy i dont want to go but i have to cause my parents are paying for it and im stel a teen in need of help tried to commit suicide to die once also cut myself before about four times i used to know this guy name Jeremiah who bullyed me into depression OhhOHhhOhhhOhhhhOhhhOhh