Elizabeth is a 17-year-old with a secret, she is the owner of the anonymous 1M follower account on Instagram @diaryofabrokenworld where she publishes inspiring poems and stories regarding mental health and more inspiring stories from other teenagers...
As you might imagine that summer was not the best for me. I stayed mostly in my house reading Wattpad, watching everything that was on Netflix, and trying to sing my favorite musicals (badly obviously). My friends went to hotter places with their families but none of them called or texted me and my anxiety was getting worse. My older sister has taken a trip to see my grandparents in the south American country we come from and my parents spent their time playing tennis at the club and asking me why I was sleeping so much or staying so much in my room. I would just say I was tired.
I would also watch the popular kids throwing parties, drinking, and posting all kinds of fun things as I watched. As my inbox was empty and I watched. I cried a lot of nights because it felt like my friends did not really understand me or care. I would see Tobias Edward with his beautiful hair and smile next to all his friends in a boat somewhere...
Then one night I dreamt I had to do a speech about my life and no one came, but the shadows of them would scream to me again and again that I was alone, that I should get down or disappear. After that no one could sleep willingly so, I grabbed my phone and created an anonymous account so I could be free. Next, I followed all my favorite writers and liked all of their posts. One of them posted something that really struck me. They said something like "We are all broken, that's how the light gets in".
Maybe out of spite, maybe out of despair or maybe because of that phrase I opened my notes app, wrote the first thing that came to my mind, and uploaded it to the feed. Next, I chose a picture of a plant in my grandma's garden as a profile pic and a username. I went something like this:
@ diaryofabrokenworld
Followers: 0 Following:13
Story #1
I live near Oaksmith, Maine and I have started this account because I struggle with anxiety daily, I go to therapy, I have a personality disorder, I am 16 and I have never kissed anyone. I feel alone and I am tired of it. I am sure there are some good people out there that also feel like no one cares about them and no one understands them. I am here, I care and I bet you are broken like me. You are not alone.
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Soon I felt sleep take over me.
That was the start of the Diary of the Broken World.
