There are all sorts of things wrong with me. Major depressive disorder, anxiety, body dismorphic syndrome, bipolar disorder, the list goes on. I'm no freak, just Kailey Madison Zimmerman. An average teenage girl. Sure, I dress different, I deal with things that most people don't. But i'm still not much different. However, other kids at school don't agree. To them, I'm a freak. A slut, a psychotic weirdo. I try not to let it get to me. I can't help it though. You see, I have this dangerous coping skill, and addiction, if you will. Making myself bleed was the only way I could survive. But little did I know, that with the help of one boy, that will soon change drastically.