When I was in 7th grade, I almost attempted suicide 3 times because of this one guy. He would call me names that are too vulgar to share and made fun of my sexuality and gender identification. I tried committing suicide in front of him by strangling myself with a necklace and the second time by cutting my wrist to try and get the point across. When those two times didn't work, I tried drinking bleach. My parents caught me and I was put in a mental hospital. I stayed there for a week and when I got out he apologized for hurting me. I forgave him even though his words almost cost me my life.