About a year ago in January 2019, I tried to kill myself. I was admitted into a psych hospital for 72 hours, where they diagnosed me with major depressive disorder and generalized anxiety disorder. They put me on lexapro and I was doing better, but then around October I stopped going to therapy and in March of this year, right before spring break, I stopped taking my meds. I obviously wasn’t ready and I’ve been slowly getting worse. I relapsed a week ago after being self harm free for over a year. I’ve noticed I haven’t been doing the things that used to make me happy again and I distanced myself from pretty much all my friends. I’ve tried telling my mom but she won’t listen, and I don’t think I have the energy to go through it all again and start over. I’m afraid I’m not gonna make it this time, even though I want to, I just don’t think I can.