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ADHD, ASD, BPD, OCD. All these letters are supposed to explain how my brain works. It'd be easier if they just told me I'm crazy. I don't understand why Eleanor said that stuff. There has to be a reason, right? I'm not going to lie and say I don't want her back but it's just so complicated and I'm so confused. She's acting strange and I don't know what she wants. Will still hasn't decided about that stupid school. Sorry that was rude. I'm in a bad mood because he brought up the Olympics and archery and stuff. I want to talk to someone but no one understands so instead I want to scream. How do you tell someone you think about hurting yourself every single day, without them worrying that you're going to? Like you're fine but not fine and you feel like a bomb that's going to go off any day? Or should you just say nothing. I don't know. I kind of just want to curl up in a ball and cry for hours.

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