i was 13, turning 14 in 4 days. i got admit to a psych ward because i was too dangerous for myself and for other. spent my birthday there. i got diagnosed with depression, adaptation trouble, anxiety, social anxiety, ptsd, bpd. i had panic attacks at least three times a day.
went home, didn't feel any better. tried to commit two times after i got sent back at home. my parents didn't look like they cared. sometimes i wish it worked, would've been easier that way.
still self harm. still have an eating disorder. still have an unhealthy addiction to dr**s. still proud of myself for fighting everyday.
You should be proud. Anyone that can go through all of that and continue fighting should absolutely be proud of themselves. I believe that you can push through this, I know it will be hard but hey, anything worth achieving doesn't come easy. And your life is definitely worth it