Dear Diary...
I just...
I dont know anymore.
One minute my friends act like my friends, and the next they dont.
I try so hard to talk but they never talk back.
Its only when they talk to me...
And i dont really have anyone to talk to.
I went to this therapist person today and i hate him so much.
He was so rude, wouldnt let me or my dad talk, and tried to take me off my depression medication.
If i was taken off of that, id probably go crazy.
My dad doesnt believe me tho...
They just say im always tired and that i dont need medication.
I wouldnt be here if it weren't for the medication.
I have to keep track of my mood for over a month until i see him again.
I just...i have no one.
No one is here for me.
Up late to talk, call, up late to let me cry, or anything.
I have no one anymore.
Im sorry guys...
You probably dont wanna hear ab it..
Bye...
~Skyler
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