Yeah, the earliest I can remember is age 11, but sometimes I think it might have been earlier. I don't really remember my childhood except a few kinda traumatic memories from when I was really small. I didn't expect to make it past 15 max, but here I am at 23. The thoughts were generally passive over the years, and I kept busy. Always thought I'd stick around to not make my family and friends sad. Every birthday makes me feel like a failure, except the one time I was 'glad to be alive' and survive all the things since the one before, but then things got much worse that year. I have achieved many things over the years, but things have been going downhill over the past few year years and I've been exponentially more suicidal. I have a beautiful life, so much to be grateful for but I still wish I was dead. I wish I could see a future for myself, and sometimes I get glimmers of hope, but they never last long. Sending love your way, sorry life's been so tough on you