This year I have spend the days we have had so far liking you. I will continue to like you for all the 366 days this year.
I have difficulty in communicating my feelings towards people.
I am also the kind of person that doesn’t ever want help. “I can do it myself.” Says me. Probably the line I say the most.
I am afraid on the inside. The reason why I don’t reveal my name or what I look like on here is due to the fact that I’m not pretty enough, or skinny enough, or have the best clothes. Also I am afraid that people from my school will find out about me. That is one of my greatest fears.
I have spent the last 14 years, 2 months, and 17 days of my life not believing in myself. I don’t want help from others but I can’t do things.
I guess it may seem like I am a complete and utter confusing mess, but this is just how its always been.
Honestly I don’t know what to do with myself.
It may seem like I am feeling sorry for myself here but nothing in my personal life ever goes right for me. My parents split up, I don’t have many friends, I’m a fucking fat ass, and the guy I like doesn’t like me back.
Who decides who is going to be popular and rich and beautiful and nice? They obviously didn’t hit me with their magical stick hard enough.