CheyenneTedder
I'm broken, lost, and slowly dying. I have anxiety, mostly social anxiety, which has made me almost mute, I cut, I starve myself, I have insomnia and hypersomnia. How I have both is simple, one week i may only get five hours sleep, the next up to one hundred and fifty hours. And like a bow to top it off, I suffer from major depression.
My moms job is making us move cross country, Texas to Ohio. In my new school I'm immediately labelled the emo outcast. In science I meet Andrew 'Andy' Biersack, who has more in common with me then id ever guess.
"Alexandria, why won't you talk to me?!" Andy shouted running to catch up with me in the crowded hallway. "I push people out, its what I do, its who I am." I mutter once I know he's close enough to hear me.