Dear Diary Jo Total Drama

Dear Diary,

Okay, just so you know, I'm only doing this because my therapist says I should. He says it will help my anger issues, but something tells me it's not going to help. I don't have anger issues, people simply piss me off, and they suffer the consequences.

My name is Jo, by the way. NOT JOSEPHINE. I figure we can get that outta the way now. I am also NOT crazy, no matter what my step father seems to think. He was the one who dragged me into this in the first place. Said it would help me get over the loss of my mother. He doesn't seem to understand, she died when I was ten. That's seven years ago. I'm about as over it as I'll get.

This stupid diary isn't going to help, just so you know. I have emotional problems, sure, but thats my problem. Not anyone else's, mine.

My therapist also seems to think crying would help. I am not about to cry. I haven't cried since my mother died. The way I see it now, crying is a waste of time. It's not going to change anything anyway. When my mother died, I cried every night for a week. Do you see her around?

-Jo

I dropped my pencil, feeling stupid for doing that. This wasn't going to help. My mother was dead, my father was a dead-beat who left my mother while she was pregnant with me, and my step-dad cares more about my two twin step-brothers than me.

How was writing supposed to make everything better?

"Josephine!?" I dropped my head.

"What."

"Dishes!" my step father yelled from downstairs.

"Of course." I mumbled, slamming the book on my bed. As I hit the doorway, I turned to it, "If you ever call me that, I'll throw you away.

Great. Now I was talking to inanimate objects. Maybe I was going crazy.

Sorry for the short chapter, they will get longer as I go with it. And also, sorry if I spelled words wrong! Or skipp some. If there are some, inbox me with where it is, and I'll try to change it. :) I'mjust not used to writing on a touchscreen yet. Will update soon! -BeOriginal-