Every day I try. Every day I wake up and try my absolute hardest to be happy. But something comes across me and I can't seem to be happy. My life is perfect I have the bestest friends I could ask for I have a wonderful mom and step dad. But I just don't know why I can't be happy. It might be because I never had a real dad or maybe it's because I have to move away from my friends next year. But it's a different kind of sadness. I wake up every day to a blessing that I made it one more day. But then I go to my closet. See I used to be the most happy and joyful kid in the world and then middle school happened I felt the need to be different and change the way I look. Now every day I wear black and white or grey and blue but never any color. I feel the need to change myself because I'm scared that people won't like me for who I am. And I walk through the Halls of school hoping that no one will notice that I'm sad and depressed. And no one does. I walk around wishing I had other people's life knowing that they might wish they had mine. So I'm not writing this chapter because I want people to feel bad for me but I'm writing this chapter to thank my friends and family that care about me because without you I would have already killed myself and you guys are the ones that keep me going another day. And if I feel like I just want to kill my self than I think about how it might effect the people who love me. So thank you.
A/n
Hey guys so I'm going to list off the people who help me.
Leilah
Rachel
Kennley
Mom
Grandma
Grandpa
My cats
Regan
Anderson
Josh
Liza koshy (even tho I've never met her)
Maggie
Tatum
So thank you to all of those people.
