God I hate myself. I wish I was born different. I'm autistic, so I very sensitive. I hate it. I want to change everything about myself.
My look, body, to be social and smart. To be outgoing. To be the person I created in my head. I wish I could be the girl a nice guy wants.
I not sure if I believe in God. Where was he when I homeless or I lost a friend who was like a cousin to me or better yet when I lost my grandma who I miss.
I don't ask for much I think. I feel like I burden. I'm overlooked. Unappreciated. Hated by my siblings. Invisible to everyone.
I know I need help but I can get without causing my parents stress.
I got to go now. I can't let my mom or dad know I'm upset
