I swear to God the smallest setback/problem in my life has been sending me into a depressive breakdown and overwhelming suicidal thoughts recently. I need medication desperately. I’m so tired of feeling numb all the time over stupid shit. I’m tired of hating my life... I just want to be happy. But since I’m still a minor and my father, won’t take the responsibility of getting me the help I need I guess I’ll just suffer until I either work up the balls to kill myself or get through it. Whichever comes first.