This is my first confession so I’m a bit nervous but here goes nothing. I have major disorder, and I always have, for as long as I can remember. I have been very good at masking it until one day I tried to take my life and failed and now I am constantly getting check ins. I say I’m doing better now but truth be told I am worse than ever, I have zero coping mechanisms I feel on the verge of collapse yet I still make myself live like a numb bug. What makes me feel guilty is I just want to go and get away from my life and all of my family and just take one friend who gets me but I have animals and I know that most of my family genuinely cares they just aren’t great at showing it so I just feel it’d be better if I was just gone, out of the way, so I can’t mess anything up. Idk just a feeling a guess.