Before, I used to hate the dark. I used to be afraid of it. I hated any thing negative. If you talked to my friends then, I was the most extroverted and happy girl you'd ever meet.
Then, I grew up. I grew afraid of the stuff in the light, rather than the darkness. I stopped eating as much, I stopped smiling so much. I cried myself to sleep. I pushed away my friends, I self-destructed.
Instead of being afraid of the creatures in the dark, I became afraid of the creatures in the light. And now, my whole body is forcing itself bot to self destruct, not to destroy itself, and slowly, I feel myself losing. I don't know what to do anymore. I've tried seeking help from anonymous websites, they don't help. I've tried telling my parents, they don't believe me. I've tried to be more open, they don't understand.
I feel alone, I'm not sure how much more I can take.
I told all my friends not to look at this, but sometimes, like now, I hope they ignore me... I need help and I don't know what to do!!
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Randomthis is basically me telling you my feelings about our MESSED UP society and other random things going on in my life. I am writing this in 2017 but have no idea when I'm posting it, right now at least! I don't care if you do read this or not, but no...
