Aineo,
Just noticed something I wanted to respond to in your last post...
I was... depressed... when I first realized I was gay. Not a low-energy gee-I'm-feeling-kinda-blue depression.. "dysphoric" is probably a more accurate term. I hated that I was gay, I hated myself for being gay. But intellectually, I knew there was nothing wrong with homosexuality. I knew what I was feeling was irrational, a remnant of beliefs I'd internalized in childhood... and that, given time, I would stop feeling that way. That kept me sane. But I think I understand the sort of pressure that drives people to drugs or cutting or whatever else will stop the pain. It isn't about "people not liking us." It's about us "not liking" ourselves, because that's what society sometimes teaches us to do.
I could go on at this at length, but I'm going off-topic on my own thread now, and I think I'd better call it a night.