Am I this

I started writing this because I felt bad, and I continue because it doesn't get better. I talk about "his" problems and perception of things around him, his thoughts and a certain something in his head that doesn't believe in him.

Relate, don't relate, it's okay.

I have a lot pent up and am too afraid to speak it out loud, so I decided to write it down and publish it.

I'm curious to see what happens, although I'm certain that this is more of a diary than a story.