I'm 12, born in May 24th. My name is harmonie. I wish I could be skinny and pretty and popular. It's really hard not to cry rn since I'm on the bus. I just wanted to write this because I was sad. I wanted to write this to calm myself. I am a person who doesn't do self harm nor starving myself. Others want to be like me because I can do the normal things in life. They don't know is I feel the same as them. I have been mentally abused in my life, and I had to help my mom because she was being physically abused by my step dad. And when she was helping him (which was everyday), I was taking care of my baby brother, by myself. I say I'm perfectly fine even though I'm not but that's not a problem. I am also a therapist friend as they say. I have to help a lot of my friends calming down as they vent, aswell for me there's only 2 ppl I can vent to, out of all those friends. I shouldn't be worried about this yet I am. I am a weak kid, I don't know how to take care of myself besides eating, sleeping and not hurting myself. I just can't do things right.
