The Diary of a not so beautiful teenage girl

Let's get to know each other.

Good Afternoon Diary,

This is just going to be A little bit about me, let's get to know each other first. take it you're reading this right now and thinking 'what the hell is going on' or 'who is this girl' well...let me introduce myself.

My name is Alicia Merriweather, I'm 17 and weigh 17st, that's right, i seem to put on a stone for every year that push myself through. I'm a very average girl, Brown hair, Dull blue eyes, Acne covering the majority of my chubby face. I live in a small house with my brother, my Mother and father, pretty normal right?  Yes, you would be right if you said that i was privaliged, my mum and dad both work, they earn enough money to provide for both me and my younger brother but that doesnt mean that my family don't have issues...trust me, they have a lot of them But Me? I'm the most messed up of them all even though i may look like the strongest of them all.

My Mum's family are a little messed up. depression looming over the heads of each and every one of them. My Nan and Auntie Being the worst. My nan has a number of Mental ilness's and so does my auntie, there lives being a constant marathon of 'will i make it through today'. There have been times, 3 to be exact, where the my nan has struck a hurdle in this so called marathon which she just couldnt push herself to overcome so she gave up, she swallowed those pills. Those pills which were once known as her saviour which stopped the bad thoughts became the devil, they were the reason she would be lay in that hospital getting her stomach pumped of all the bad. They were the reason that her family are outside the door to her room weeping, but not me. I was silent, no feeling, no tears, no pain just numbness and that, is the worst feeling of them all.

My dads family is'nt one big conjoined mess like my mothers. They're all seperate, a chain of pain and divorce. My Nan and Grandad Arent together anymore, they split when my dad was 16. My 'grandad' if you could even call him that, doesnt even know my name. My nan however stuck around, how unfortunate, my nan is what i like to call 'the scrooge of life' she hates everything especially Men, you would'nt think that though if you were to look at the amount of marriages that she has had. Grandma Scrooge is the most closed minded person i have ever met which is why i, a teenage girl who lives  in a generation who really just don't care, am always in heated arguments with her over why Gay men and women have just as many rights as the rest of us.

 Well, i feel like you have the low down on my family now so won't babble on anymore but i will say this. This diary is not about what has happened in my day or the series of unfortunate events that has happened throughout my month. it is simply a dairy of feeling and expression, feelings that some of you may share. Think of me as the Unknown Motivational speaker who will help you to have an understanding of the way peoples brains may work, take note on the may, i don't understand how everyone will feel in certain situations  but i do know how i felt and that is a start.

Good Night Diary.