The urge to die never goes away, but sometimes it's stronger than others. I've tried on 4 occasions to kill myself. Once by hanging myself on my bunkbed. The rope broke. Twice by cutting my wrist, but the scissors I used both times weren't sharp enough no matter how hard I pressed down. The last time was more recent, a few days ago, I took a handful of OTC pain killers and went to bed. I was disappointed when I woke up, and I have told three people about it, but they don't take it seriously.
Since then, I've also been having some stomach problems (pain), so I think I might have damaged something.

Anyway, I need advice. I just don't see a reason to live, I haven't for years. Everything just seems pointless and to my few friends I'm always second best. I'm not important if they have someone else. The only friend I have that ISN'T like that is a guy that is trying his best to hate me, and make me hate him, because he hates everyone else. (It's so complicated, but he's really a nice guy. I would consider him a brother if I'd known him for longer.)
I've been living for my little sisters, one of which has told me that she considers me her mother- but this isn't enough anymore. Living for everyone else isn't enough, and I don't HAVE another reason to live. I told my mother three times in total that I wanted to kill myself, once outright, once vaugly, and a more recent time I jsut told her I couldn't cope and needed professional help. She said she'd get me help, but I haven't heard back from her since, so she's useless in this situation.
What can I do? Has anyone else made it through depression? And for MDD, what's the point of living if you're always sad? MDD runs in my family, on my mom's side, and I think my biological father was a sociopath (legit) so I've got bad genetics on both side. I don't know what to do anymore.