My way

I'm 16, overweight, and gay. There's a good start.

I talk and I'm very outgoing everyday at school but go days at a time without human contact. After school ends, there is nothing. Nobody to talk to, nowhere to go. The one person, an older woman, abandoned me when I needed her most.

The only real obstacle between me and death is my poor performance at suicide attempts.

I've been given sertraline at 100mg but even when I take it I feel miserable. I can't tolerate higher doses and I'm often off and on about taking it. Nobody's ever said I'm depressed, they have no reason to think it. I always do my best to be outgoing and fun and uplifting. My teachers love me, my peers laugh at my jokes, but as soon as I'm home

I'm alone.