When i think about my life, theres really no thought . I feel like its basically over; better yet it never began. When I think about my family, first thought is, what family? The people I actually had are all gone now. My life has turned into the conplete oppsite of what I expected. I try to be strong because I dont want anybody to see me cry, thats not me. But what I really am is a failure, as if I have no purpose at life anymore. First off, Im unhappy with myself for not being who I am. I know who I am. But its like I keep that person bottled inside never giving her a chance. Not wanting to automatically be judged. I know that everyone is different, but if I could find one person thats kinda like me maybe it wouldnt bother me so much.
