So, I've fallen back into depression. (Yay! =<) I've tried being happy and bubbly and excited about the world and everything, but it just didn't/doesn't work. I've had time to think about things. Like how apparently everybody hates me. How I'm worthless, not good enough. Ugly, fat, disgusting, etc. and I relished in those thoughts until I realized they are all true. I'm just a worthless pig. So, I'm starving myself. And I'm trying to be more helpful. But besides being helpful I'm kind of just locking myself out of the world. I mean, I'm going to a Melanie Martinez concert with my friend IzzyCampbell4 but that's about it. I just can't pretend anymore, or go through rehab, or use a "mask." I need to help myself get over it, not have other people. Because they don't understand. They don't understand why I make myself puke after each meal. Yeah, for you it seems like a tiny slice of bread, but for me, it's a huge chocolate cake with suffer sprinkled on top. They don't understand why I don't talk to anybody. Yeah, to you I'm in the bed all day not socializing or being useful. But to me, I'm making sure I don't drag people into my problems. So I won't be on wattpad much. Pretty much I'll be reading a few books from DumpsterDiving101 or Esmereldah or somebody, but that's pretty much it. I just need time to myself, okay? Hope you guys understand.
Random,'but the picture is what I'm going to try to wear to the concert
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Nightmares can't hurt you in real life
Historia CortaI wanted to jot down my random thoughts. That is exactly that this is. It is a completely random story about what I think, why I think, and how fuc*ing Emo I am. Fun!
