I’m gonna cut too the chase. this probably seems like I’m fishing for attention, but i really need too talk to someone about this. when I was younger, I remember wandering into my kitchen and grabbed one of the knives. I put it against my chance and I was crying, I don’t know why or when I did it, but I remember it vividly. I put the knife down but the thoughts never stopped. next year I was searching how too tie a noose and other ways too kill your self. I was in 2nd grade.