Once again I am finding myself in desperate need of a shrink. I think fighting to distract myself from thoughts of suicide has kinda gone on for long enough. Unfortunately for me, my mom would have to arrange appointments. I can't brings myself to trust anyone who meets my mom or speaks to her before me to keep their mouth shut about my problems.
...Actually, I think that's the job of a shrink with a minor for a patient. If the patient wishes to harm herself then it needs to be reported or something. If that's the case, then I am in some real trouble. I am perfectly sane at the moment, but I am also an on and off cutter who hears voices. I don't know how long sanity can be made to be maintained in this case.
This would be so much easier if I was a healthy adult and not a chronically ill child.