This isn't a secret on the internet but it is in real life, when I was 15 I suffered from extremely deep depression and I would think of ending it all. The only person IRL who knows is my mother and it took me 3 months before I could tell her what was going on. Even then we would just say I was having panic attacks instead of I was depressed. I don't talk about it
Sometimes I think I've gotten so used to being by myself that I've come to prefer it. Like, I've created this whole fantasy life in my head where I'm well liked and blah blah, and I got so used to living inside my head that when I actually started making friends, it was difficult for me. I felt like I wanted to live in the world in my head instead of my actual life, and then I freaked out that I was crazy or something. The world in my head is perfect because I made it that way and my actual life isn't all the time so
And some random ones: I have no motivation to do anything. I'm so ****ing lazy it's ridiculous. I see other people going to college and working all day and what the eff am I doing? I feel like I'm nothing.