TW: self harm, suicidal thoughts, shitty experience

To preface this I didn’t get a chance to come out. I was forced out.

A couple weeks ago, I was in a bad spot so I called the Trevor Project. I was freaking out so I hung up on them. Stupid, I know.

I ended up kinda just passing out in my bed while crying. Woke up at 2 am to two cops in my room. They escorted me downstairs. I found out that the TP had sent them to do a wellness check.

My parents found out about everything. The suicidal thoughts, the self harm. Everything that I had hid for the last year.

I lied to the cops so they didn’t institutionalize me. I hear so many awful things about places like that.

The next morning they looked up what the Trevor Project is. And made me come out. I didn’t want to. I tried to stop them. But they wouldn’t let me leave for school.

I still shake whenever I think about it. And they said some bad things. But now they want to act like they didn’t hurt me with what they said.

Maybe it’s my fault. Maybe I’m just a bad person