My friend trusted me enough to hold her art folder for a few days while there was trouble at home. I went through it and found some very personal thoughts and letters. I shouldn’t have read them but I did. The guilt is slowly killing me. I can’t stand it! I shouldn’t have even opened that folder. Just the thought of my friend attempting suicide was enough to break me. I have not told anyone and I don’t know what to do. I have been severely depressed since then and am desperately craving attention. I wrote a lot of s*** about how my life is horrible and worse than other people’s. I hate that. I realize that is wrong and stupid and hurtful but that’s the truth. I don’t know what to do I even started self harming again I make others see my pain. I just want things to go back to normal. I want all this to stop. Hopefully sharing this will help ease the guilt.