When I cry or have panic attacts, my family tells me to stop crying or/and makes a jokes on it all the time. If I ever tell my mom/others I feel like im not as good and pretty as others, they first support me, but the next day laugh about it in a bad way.. They complain if im mentally too tired to go downstairs and eat. Also when I was in 2nd grade I was most of the time sad, because of being left out by friends and failing at stuff/school, so at home I would cry in my room and shout "Why do I have to be alive" "Maby I should just die" and stuff like that. But they laughed to that and still do.. :/