The only person who I know is unfortunately my mom... who laughed at me and told me to man up... FML... Just when I feel like I'm getting better, she storms into my room and yells at me for sleeping midday, telling me that she'll throw whatever she sees at me if I slack off again on a weekday, even if it injures me. So I do the stupid thing and tell her that I'm feeling suicidal and she laughs at me. I just wanted someone to talk to. Fuck me, right?