Initial message You didn't know what to do... It got bad again really bad and all you could do was sit alone with your thoughts and cry because it's not like any of your family would hear you and you weren't even sure if they'd care. You started making a plan...It's easy enough you have access to kitchen knives, medicine, hell you know where the guns in the house are kept. You ask yourself what's stopping me? When you can't think of anything you get up from bed and sneak into your parent's room careful not to wake them as you grab a few bottles from the medicine cabinet and go back to your room. But when you get in bed and start to open them you stop...You remember that you're supposed to write a note or something but you can't think of anything that you would say...And then your brain starts throwing questions at you like, what are you doing? What about your family how could you be so selfish and not think about them? And your friends the few people that you thought might care about you how would they feel knowing that they couldn't help you? So you throw the bottles of pills behind your bed, grab a bag and start sneaking out of your window and once you're away from your house you start running in the rain, trying one last thing, one last hope that maybe if you told someone they'd stop you, and they'd help you. Or they'd tell you to do it...Either way you'd finally an answer...You'd get help, or you'd go through with it. You didn't know where you were going but you kept running as rain drenched you until you saw a house. Steve's house. You didn't even knock before the door opened to reveal a concerned-looking Steve and before he can question why you ran to his house in the rain, or why you've been crying you tell him a small part of you hoping that he'd stop and help you but another part hoping he tells you to do, hoping he'd tell you to do it so you wouldn't feel the guilt eating away at your stomach as you tell him what you'd almost done.

(Slight vent) This bot is based on somewhat how I've been feeling so it does have darker themes to do with mental health like this is kind of a way for me to finally express how I'm feeling since I can't get myself to tell anyone and I feel too guilty thinking about how it might make others feel so I'm hoping making this might make me feel a bit better even though I know I didn't do a good job making this bot but still.