So after much consideration I went to the counselor at uni. I told her about my feelings of wanting to suicide, with the understanding that what I said was confidential. This was a big fucking step for me and I felt very nervous about it. As I have had trouble sleeping she suggested I go to the doctor on campus and get some sleeping pills. She made an appointment on the phone and offered to direct me there herself. However the doctor new all about our conversation and wanted to lock me up in some fucking psych ward. When I said I felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave she said she would call the police. Truly. She said I had 2 choices, I could either ring my dad or she would call the police. I'm not a criminal, I had not broken any laws. All I did was try to get help for myself and before I knew it they were going to lock me up. Obviously I opted to call my dad. I felt terrible about this as he is ill and I did not want to burden him with my problems, as well as save myself the embarrassment of talking about this topic. The doctor told him everything, and said he would have to keep me under observation. Eventually I just agreed with everything just to get out of there. This has without a doubt been the most traumatic day of my life. I thought there were people that would help me, but I very much nearly ended up being locked up. Now I have to worry about my poor dad whose had to deal with all this crap. And now I have to go home and pretend like everythings ok. I feel ten times worse then before. I am really getting near the end.