Hi, I'm Lily Brooke. Welcome to my personal diary.
January 7,
Monday
I'm sad, don't ask me why, just know I am. There's no way to explain it. I wake up, put on my brave face and leave. Still, sad. There's nothing to like about myself. Nothing! Not my eyes, ears, nose, hair, nothing. Of course I don't want to be sad, I just can't help it. There's no one to trust. I hate myself, everyone else should too. That may sound harsh, but it's true. Don't know why anyone else would want to waist their time on me. I can't be "fixed." Why? Just why? Can't I be happy for one day? My friends don't understand. They only see the happy side of me, the supportive side. Can I even trust anyone? Does no one even notice? Are they so caught up and self absorbed they can't see past my fake smile? I try to be happy for others, but I can't help but think. Wouldn't life be better if I just wasn't here? Then, for a slight second I'm able to slap myself back into reality.
Don't, you're not sad. It's just a phase..... Is it? I have friends, family that loves me. Today, I woke up and someone else didn't.
That doesn't last for long, because soon I'm thinking. Why didn't I do it when I had the chance. You have to be kidding me. Then, there's this one person, she just won't give up on me. I don't know why. Don't know whether to be happy or to just tell her it's none of her business. Then again, I don't want to be rude. My brain suddenly feels overwhelmed and I think I need to go to bed before I break down.
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Insecure
General FictionLily Brooke is a young teenage girl who is very insecure. She wants to be happy but just doesn't know how. Until, someone finally realizes and tries to help. This is her journey to self realization. Will she finally realize she's worth it? I will re...
