Dear Diary

~25th September 2013~

I've given up.

My teachers hate me.

I ended up missing my Spanish lesson by accident.

Then I got shouted at for not going.

That resulted in me crying and getting sent to the counsellor.

I told her everything.

They're getting the social involved.

All my teachers know.

I don't want their sympathy.

I don't want the social to get involved.

I just want to cry or hide away.

People think I'm mad.

I'm not.

They just don't understand what I'm going through.

None of them do.

They can guess, but it's not the same.

It's not even close.

I'm not scared of them, I'm just emotionally drained.

Life seems like a waste at the moment.

Dying seems better that living.

I just want to be left alone.

My family doesn't know, except from my grandad.

A couple of other people in my life know, and they're happy for me.

But I'm not happy. .

Not at all.

And I have a feeing I'm going to be kicked off my Spanish course.

I don't want to be.

I want to learn and be as good as everyone else.

I've been trying, but no one has been helping me.

I'm fed up with everyone and everything.

I don't trust anyone.