I Don't Know How to Ask For Help
I wish I had known how, and that I had the strength to ask for help, but I didn't. I would chicken out or avoid certain situations.
My act didnt hold up for long...eventually a professor noticed, and they got a hold of a counselor at the college...
My friends it was NOT a fun experience. Having the cops show up at your door with the counselor, and being dragged to the ER in the back of a cop car, NOT FUN.
Worse was being in a holding cell at the ER and being "interogated" for 7 hours; very tiring. I think I walked out in a worse state than I went in.
Now I have a crisis line call me every day, twice a day, all because a professor found I had severe depression....
One LONG, UGLY road...go for help before they get a hold of you; it's better to go quietly, then be falsely listed as suicidal. All as a procaution...
I wish I had known how to ask, and I wish I hadnt put it off for so long.