I feel homesick at boarding school and feel suicidal. I'm depressed. I dream about my home every day. I was at school when I woke up. I feel particularly uncomfortable and miss my family very much.

In the sixth grade, I left home and moved to a relative's house. Before that, I had never left home and was very homesick at night. That feeling can be described as heartbreak. I cried so hard that I didn't dare to make a sound. I'm afraid of being heard by my relatives. I called my parents in my heart and wept silently. Thinking of my past disobedience, I used my silent mouth to say sorry to my parents again and again. At that time, I felt my heart was about to burst and I could hardly breathe. The feeling of wanting to see but not seeing really makes me feel bad. I cry almost every night, and my pillow is a little wet. I can still feel that helplessness when I think of myself at that time, and I can cry when I think of it.

Later, somehow, I got used to it and occasionally cried at night. In fact, I was depressed at that time. I am a transfer student and have no friends in my class. I won't tell my relatives anything. After all, it's not my mother. My relatives have a sister who has been crowding me out and living in other people's homes. My relatives are very kind to me, and I can't resist. I have been holding back, holding back tears and hating.

There is a girl left behind in the class. Although our seats are close, we still pass notes to each other. We talk about everything. We miss our parents. Thanks for the time she spent with me.

You can try to find a pen pal or keep a diary. Parents want their children to be healthy and happy. Accustomed to it, all the feelings have passed.