I haven't really told my mother because she just tells me to deal with it whenever I have an anxiety attack. I tend to feel that if something went wrong, it was my fault. I don't think that my mother has ever dealt with bad stress before, but I know my father did when his brother died. In fifth grade, I was going to attempt suicide but my friend talked some sense into me right before I was about to. I've never really felt okay in my body, not like I want to be transgender or anything, I've just always felt really ugly.