First time round, age 15 my school nurse actually took me to the doctor. but not much happened with that, but i did end up with counselling at school about 3 times a week

when I was 17 I took myself back to the doctor as I realised I was very much out of control, this got me referred to the mental health team.
This was scary for me, I was convinced I was going to get locked away in a straight jacket, get pinned down to have god only knows what injected in to me and have my brain zapped and all the horrible preconceptions that anyone who's watched One Flew Over The Cukoos Nest might have.
But, I was more scared that without anyhelp I would end up in prison or dead so that swung it for me
That was probably the best decision I ever made.
Everybody - therapists, counselors, doctors, social workers and whoever all those other people were, were amazingly nice and supportive, no matter how useless and horrible I was.
I do not regret it one bit!

This time round has kinda happened by accident - long story I've ranted about more than enough elsewhere on this site.