Diary of a Messed Up Teenager

I'm sorry...

I'm sorry for being a failure, I'm trying my best but it really doesn't seem to go as well as I thought it would.

I think I was meant to have mistakes upon everything...

I know that humans make mistakes but my whole existence is one, I hurt everyone, I make everyone hate me or get mad at me, I'm such an idiot and so stupid.

I'm not going to add any more scars to my skin though.

My mom wouldn't stop saying how much she hated me, how much I was a mistake, she slapped me over and over, I lost the count. Why? Because I was asked to make the bed and I did it, when she called the phone was in her room, so I went and jumped on the bed, I moved the blankets without noticing... And when she came back... Goodness, she just yelled at my face of what a lazy ass I am, saying that I was just a bunch of fuck up.

But I deserve it. I really deserve more than that for all the mistakes that I have made, don't I?

And I'm sorry, because this book has been all about me this and me that, only about what I feel or care about, I really apologize for thinking that I'm the only human being that deserves help, or that is having pain.

Because, I know that many of you can be suffering more than I am and I have only been worried about myself... I'm sorry...

If you... Have something to tell me feel free to message me and shout at me as much as you want, I pretty much deserve it for my selfishness.

Whatever you need, no matter what it is, send a message. I'm sorry <3

Update 2016: I just realized how incoherent I could be. I start complaining about my life trouble, but some words later, I am talking about how selfish I am and that others deserve more help.

Choose the second one, that's usually the best option...

This was posted on December 17, 2015.