1. They are pulling me like a puppeteer, my strings hurt.
Today I broke, and it is not okay in my eyes.
I just want to feel okay and have friends again, go partying, have fun.
You know, like any other teenager. It isn't fun not knowing what is wrong.
For a long time I have felt numb.
Now I just feel lonely and lost. Broken, scattered all over the place.
I don't know what to feel anymore, other than depressed.
Which I actually think I am, I think I have a depression. It hurts.
Why do it have to be me, why am I the one.
My mom has post traumatic disorder and a depression.
My dad has borderline. Including my sister.
Which has other mentally disorders too, so actually.
Why not me.
I am bound to be wrong upstairs, I am bound to be screw-less.
Well.. I guess that is all for now..
I'm also going to visit my sister tomorrow, a long walk..
Love the loneliest girl in the world.