I don't really know what to say. I guess I could start with my name? Call me Atty. I'm a thirteen year old girl living shittily .. if that's a word. I feel like all my troubles are miniscule to so many other people's here, so I'll cut it short. I've attempted to seriously commit suicide all of two times, both with xxxxxxxx. (Un)Fortunately, they didn't work either time, just leaving me disoriented when I woke up with stomach aches for days, sometimes so bad I just had to vomit. The last time I tried was about a year ago, and things had been steadily getting better .. up until now. I'm in eighth grade but under pressure from an advanced teacher of mine have started taking classes at my local high school. One of my new teachers there, my english teacher, hates me. She thinks since I am so young and basically only 'half' a high schooler, taking only two classes up there, I don't belong. Even though I do good on tests and things, she's still basically flunking me .. just because she hates me. I told my aunt about this, my only real resource because my parents are dead, and she just basically told me to suck it up. All this stress is getting to me and between the new people at the high school who are being horrible to me, because again, they think I don't belong (although there are some wonderful people there) and the fact that my english teacher is flunking me, with my other nearly perfect scores, is making me spiral. I've always felt that I've never been pretty or funny, or anything like that. The only thing I had was my brains. Now that my english teacher is taking that away, what, honestly, do I have left? I feel so helpless, and I told myself I'd never go back to that place I was a year ago again, but I feel like I'm just ending up in the same place. I take meds, Prozac, but God, nothing is helping and I feel like if I try to say something people will just tell me to 'suck it up' again. I'm sorry, I just needed to say something. Anything, and let it out.