So I went in today, and although am less in the "fog", I left feeling like I wonder if I actually attempted suicide, I'd get some help. and.. since I haven't been eating due to depression/anxiety I thought maybe when i become skinny and sick...then someone will help.

First, I absolutely love your name, original.

Everytime I ask for help, I have to meet with a new social worker and I have to spend over an hour telling my story. And they always ask, ' are you suicidal.' I feel like asking , 'if I say yes, will I get help.' Because for all the times that I have said no, I just get put on waiting lists. The last time I was put on a waiting, I was told it would be a year so after a year, I wentback in and was told that I had to reapply in another district and start at the bottom of the wait list again. sigh