I feel like this is so dumb. I really don't want to do this but I have no other choice. My therapist thinks I'm crazy. So does everyone else. I'm even beginning to believe it myself. If there wasn't so much wrong with me maybe people would like me. Maybe I'd be pretty. Maybe I'd have a chance at life. I'm stuck here with nobody to talk to and nobody really seems to care. I try to keep it all together but it just seems to tear me back down slowly. Well I have homework to do so this much depressing crap is enough. Right?
Sincerely,
Joy
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Writing my thoughts....
Teen FictionJoy is slowly fighting against depression and separation anxiety. She has thoughts of suicide constantly. She had been told by her therapist that it would help to write her feelings. She started to write daily letters to her best friend but never ga...
