I've struggled with depression from the age of 14 and I'm now 28. That's half of my life. Things hit a new low at Christmas just gone and for the first time I began to seriously consider ending my own life. I was referred to the local crisis team who put me on some new medication and helped me arrange some counselling.

However things have not improved. I am still horribly low and I still have recurring suicidal thoughts. I have stopped going to to uni because I handle the crap that comes with it and I have become isolated. My parents are not helping matters- they treat me like a child and most recently we had a huge fight which culminated in my mum in tears and my dad raging at me that they can't cope with my illness- as though it was my fault I'm depressed. We've barely spoken since then (three days ago now) and this morning my mum said she doesn't remember anything and that she was asleep the whole time- a blatently lie- and my dad is pretending like nothing has happened. They've also said I should get over the fact I was physically and psychologically abused at primary school. If only it was that easy.

I can't understand why they are acting the way they are. They making my life worse with their insensitivity and their cold, callous attitude. I desperately want to leave, but I have nowhere else to go.