I've recently found out that my social anxiety, isn't fully social anxiety, part of it is seperation anxiety. When I'm around people and my mom, or my little brother is there, I feel absolutely fine, I act myself, weird and goofy and everyone loves it. But when they're not around, it's like the only people who have my back around gone. Me, being the pessimist I am, can't help thinking that they're going to be gone someday, and that day might be soon.. They're like, my backbone, I couldn't function even remotely without my brother or my mom. It seems like they're the only ones around here who care enough to stick up for me. The fact that, they can't always be around, and that I know I depend on them, is making me feel a bit pathetic, a lot pathetic, actually.. I just, keep looking at methods to die, and forming plans in my head, I can't help it.. I'm fourteen, shouldn't be this attached..