Idk I'm Just Bored

My Life

I can't help but think how depressing my life is. Like, tonight is one of those nights where I go too deep into thought and I start to cry. The weight of my problems crush me until I start to break under the weight of my problems. But guess what?

I'm still here.

If I let my problems knock me down, I wouldn't be here right now. Sure, I don't have the worst life ever but I sure as hell don't have the best. Between me being adopted and not knowing my real parents, my parent's divorce, my mom loosing our house, my dog being taken away from me, school being a bitch, my mom and dad always arguing, my friends giving me hard times, and people stabbing me in the back and lying to me, you can see how much I have to go through on a daily basis. And I can't help but tell people. Sometimes, I love to see the look on their faces as they listen. Their faces seem to say, "I'll do whatever I can to help you." But in reality, their faces say, "Sorry, I can't help." And I'm totally fine with it.

I honestly don't think I'll ever get through this, but I hope one day I will.

One day.

One day.

Thanks for reading. I'll update this book with a fun chapter soon.