Yeah, I'm late, sorry. :/
Dude, you're no coward. Suicide is the easy way out, or maybe I'm just telling myself that because I backed out of it myself. (Was about to do it the most stupid way thinkable too, slitting your wrists is a very painful way to go, and often doesn't do the trick, plus you risk severly damaged muscles and crippled hands if you survive, but hey, I wasn't even 12).
And all you guys who are commenting about what he said about his mother, get off yer high horses!!
Your mother and family might love you and care about you, but there's also mothers and families out there who only care to manipulating their children. You know nothing of his home situation, and unless you do, hush up!
Though it easier to annoy your family by living and becoming succesfull, more enjoyable too.
Take it from someone who knows, though I do the things I do for myself, it's still good to say "Hah! In your face!" every time I sell a picture.
You may have hit rock bottom yesterday, but that only means the only way to go is up. Don't be afraid to ask for help from your friends, I know they'll want to help. Or even see a professional, it's what they do.
There's still a lot of good shit to live for, like real friends, those unexplained and sudden attacks of contentment you might get if suddenly the sky clears up and the sun breaks through, those ten minutes of euphoria when you finish a drawing (until you find the first mistake, doh!), the next installment of Jack.
Above all, live for yourself, do the things that make you happy. It's not selfish, your friends want you to be happy too!
You can't be useful to anyone until you're happy yourself.
*gets off her soapbox*