Went to get help yesterday. Went to the docs and asked for help, told him my story filled out some depression surveys and i have a appointment with a psychiatrist. Its meant to help but why do i feel so crappy since i did it My boyfriend, bless him, though he wasnt there for me though he promised me he would stay on the phone till i got through those doors but he didnt he was busy. He tries so very hard to show support and show his love for me. But because he wasnt there for me this time and others when i have really needed him i lashed out, told him he is never there for me and everytime he tried to talk to me i would make excuses to not answer. I've cut myself again. Isnt talking bout things meant to help? I'm thinking of suicide. I dont know why but i just cant deal with it all. I just need support. My boyfriend i have pushed away for the time being and my doctors are telling me to wait for the psychiatrist to phone me. I feel so low and empty.