I’m not sure under what category what I’m about to say falls under, so I’m just gonna put it here. I think that I’ve suffered from depression and anxiety my whole life. As clarification I will add on that I’m only 15, I know that there is somone who’s gonna say that I’m just a kid and I have literally no idea as to what depression or pain feels like. I get it, I’m young, I haven’t experienced many things in life, but I think that I know enough to be able to see that something’s not right in my mind. I should probably get help, my school has a crisis counselor, but I know that this information will end up reaching my parents if something really is up. My dad already and always has hated me so I dont want to give him some fuel to make me feel like s***, and my mom is already stressed out way too much from dealing with the alchoholic that she married years ago. I don’t want her to feel worse just because I’m speculating that something’s wrong. I’ve hinted at wanting to tell some friends but they started saying thinds like “Only fakers wait that long to kill themselves, they only want attention.” so I’m not saying anything to them anymore. Is it really too late for me to try to kill myself? I’ve thought about it for a few years, maybe I should finally et to it? I’m sure that no one is going to read this since it’s some random teenager spitting random s*** out on a confession website. This wasn’t very nice or engaging but that doesn’t matter, it won’t matter in a bit. I’ve gone on a huge guilt trip that no one cares to understand and I’ve realised that I’m curious. What would happen if i just ended it right now? ill go try that. if i make it ill probably come back here to complain about how much of a failure i am. whatever. – jazmin