I'm done, I am physically and mentally unable to go any longer (let me just tell you something before I tell my story, I'm not "one of those girls" who plays depressed for attention. I'm myself and I have been through some deep shit.) My name is Mandy I'm the "nerd/geek/loser/etc." I have never really fit in, everyone says different reasons why. For example I'm to shy, or I read books more than I will ever talk to you, that I'm a loser, or I'm just awkward to be around. But my story will explain why I'm this way. When I was three years old my dad left my family, I don't remember him so it's okay, but my mom all throughout my life has blamed me for his non existence. My mom doesn't like me, she abuses me, physichally and mentally. Then she blames me for everything that has ever happened and sometimes I see her in the corner of my eye grab a knive, I can see her contemplating killing me I can see it in her eyes. My brother was the only thing getting me through life until... well my mom had been drinking and driving, and my mom hit an 18 wheeler. Two were injured, one was killed... guess who. He hadn't been wearing his seat belt and flew through the glass. My mom got a concussion and I don't know about that trucker. Of course she blamed everyone else even know it was her fault. But anyways when he died about 3 years ago my life fell apart. Everything got worse, my grades, my anxiety, my social skills. But I'm ready to change and popularity is the answer. Or is it?
