My attempt at suicide was actually a month or so after coming out.
From age 13 and on, I had undiagnosed hypothyroidism, which for those who don't know the major symptoms are depression, fatigue, weakness and weight gain. I was diagnosed with this at the same time as my depression, so I had two strikes against me which led me to the major depression throughout my teen years related to being gay and my weight issues.
So while struggling with my sexuality and not being able to have everything I thought I had wanted in life, kids/family/white picket fence/etc; I was also struggling with my weight issues as well as Social Phobia. So I was basically alone in the world, or so I felt; and my only source of social interaction was through video games on the computer. I'd literally goto school, come home and be on the computer for 8+ hours than slip, rinse repeat for 5 years of my life.
Fast-forward to 19 years old, I had made a great friend from said video game and had told him one night(consider him one of my closest friends, though we've never actually met in person). That than slowly started my coming out process to co-workers etc, and eventually my mom. Who after telling, the next morning had told my entire family without me knowing, which was awkward.
That led to being told by my brother-law-law saying "You know I can't let you around the boys(my nephews) alone now". Remained stoic until I got home where I broke down, and wondered if I made the right decision in coming out or if I should of just forced myself to be straight. Couple months pass, things are still rocky and I'm home alone one night, and decide that I wanted to die. Just before I start cutting wrist, I get a text from my dad asking how I'm doing and I tell him what i was about to do and said sorry. He rushes over to the house, takes me to ER etc. Afterwards we're out to eat and I had no idea my dad knew, but apparently mom had told him(shocker, right?) and basically told me doesn't matter as long as I'm happy, I'm his son and he still loves me, and I'm tearing up writing this so etc shall finish it
I still struggle with depression, but it no longer impacts my life so dramatically and I believe I'm a stronger and healthier, both physically and emotionally than I have ever been and life is pretty good being a work in progress

Long-winded, I am