I feel so alone....I mean, there are people who care about me - but they aren't there when I really need them and I don't feel I have anyone to turn to to talk about the stuff to get things off my chest. I just sit in those negative feelings or take it out on myself by cutting or drinking. People say I'm strong, but on the inside I am so fragile - no body believes me. I stopped sharing how I feel mostly because I don't feel like I'm heard anyway, and nothing ever gets better. Even my Dr's have given up on me. I make excuses every day to not kill myself - as I know that there is no going back if I do it. I'm not scared. I feel like I can't handle it anymore, but I question if that is the truth; so I hesitate in acting on it. But I'm so tired of trying and don't feel like its worth it anymore. I don't know if I have the strength to continue.