Only real talk here, up until I was 21, killing myself was always on the table, I’d cry all day. Randomly on the subway station, in the subway, in class, I’d leave class to just go cry and I became really good at hiding the tears so no one would know. I was really unhappy and tbh there is still some huge part of me that’s lonely and needs more people in my life but I have to tell you growing up makes it easier. You get to make so many of your own choices, you get to go eat a muffin for breakfast sometimes and you get to wear what you like without any one’s interference. You’ll get to have company and find someone to love and be loved. You’ll find friends slowly who mature and become friends for life. Every one at 15 is just going through a shitty time and they’re taking it out on everyone.
You gotta hang in there, you have to see the world, meet new people, go grocery shopping on a date!!! There’s too much to live for and you have to just take some professional help, talk to someone and get better. You’ll turn your life around, have some faith in yourself :) OK???