I have my first set of major exams in May time next year. When I think it about it, it seems a long way off but I know it's only a few months. All of my friends have started revising, some of them even have private tutors, but I can't even bear thinking about opening a book and studying even just for five minutes. I don't want to say I'm depressed because I immediately associate that with somebody who is begging their friends to hate them or something, but I'm beginning to think I am. Apparently a really high percentage of teenagers go through the first stages of depression but manage to help themselves out. Hearing that makes me think that what I'm going through is the same thing as everyone else, but all of my friends are studying and I'm not. Last night I had to write up revision notes for Chemistry and copy out stuff for French in preparation for a speaking test. I did that. It counts as revision, I guess, but I just saw it as homework, something I really didn't want to do and I saw as a pointless task. I know what I have to do but I just can't do it, and then I get upset over it and then don't feel up to doing anything and it just keeps going on and on. I even thought about asking my mum if I could maybe go see some sort of specialist, but I'm too scared she'll either laugh (I'm not being paranoid, she's really homophobic, racist and mean to anyone who is disadvantaged in society.) or she'll say no and ignore me. I don't know which would be worse. Even if she considered it, we wouldn't be able to afford it. It's not like we're poor, but my parents are working long enough hours as it is to pay the bills recently and I don't want to add to that. The whole crap at home with my brother definitely hasn't helped, neither has being dumped, but I just feel like life is shitting on me because it can, and I can't do anything about it.