I know I'm only a teen now, but I honestly can't imagine my future. Every time I try to picture it, it's only blurry, nothing but an abyss of darkness. I should be trying to think of a future for myself - marriage, kids, a car. Maybe better social skills and no mental health? That sounds like Heaven to me. People never realize this but mental illnesses rob you so much of your life and you miss out on "normal" teen things like prom and going out with friends and making memories, getting your license. Things like that, but depression and anxiety make those things nearly impossible. Especially my social anxiety. Last time I attempted to order for myself at a restaurant, full blown tears. It hurts more to know that your family aren't interested in talking to you either, because I'm the toxic one. People at school bully me for being poor, I'm sorry I can't afford the coolest phone or new clothes every week. I, for one, have to focus on feeding myself and fending for myself. I haven't always grownup in the nicest of neighborhoods, but aye, it keeps a roof over my head, what can I say?
I always have to find a way to keep myself entertained.
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Jenny
ChickLitOut of sheer loneliness, Mabel begins the art of pen paling. Mabel befriends Jenny. What starts off as strangers tied together by a red strong of fate progresses into a dynamic duo, inseparable bond that takes on many forms through a series of let...
