Nobody would care if I was gone. I'm new here. Here's my story. I'm 15. Cutting since 10, diagnosed mildly depressed at 12. No one really bothered to say anything about my cuts until 14. Even then, my mom considers them "scratches". My whole bedsheet is covered in blood from cutting, and a pair of scissors lie by my bed. Yet no one cares. Why? I can tell people I want to be dead all I want....No one cares. No one believes me. That's my motive for doing it, to prove to everyone that I really am depressed. That I really can't stand the way my life is. Single mom, broke as hell because she decides to smoke over everything, A sister who has ruined my whole life, a dad who doesn't care. He's hit me, my mom encouraged him to. I had bruises on my face. I told my boyfriend why...He didn't care. No one did. My sister has always been my main issue. She's 18. The sun revolves around her. If she so much as says she hates life, Everyone turns around and changes their lives to make her feel better. She graduated because of an IEP, she never went to school. maybe 50 days the whole year. If I miss a day, hell to pay. I've had a steady job for a year, not her. Yet, she's the most important. She abuses me. Hits me, beats me, emotionally and physically. And no one cares. I feel lonely, and useless. What will it take for people to realize they need to stop? Life isn't worth it. It's not. I'm done. This is my last resort. I need help, and I need somebody to see it and finally believe me that I'm not right and I need help.