You say you like me…so why do I feel unwanted? Why do I feel as if it’s all a lie? You make me happy and all but when it comes down to it I don’t believe a single word you say anymore. I’m only going to believe you or anyone else by their actions from now on. I really do like and care about you a lot and you cross my mind every single day. I just wish I knew if your feelings are true or not. Cause honestly I don’t know what to do anymore. I love talking and hanging out with you, you make me really happy…but at the end of a really bad day, you’re the thought that makes me shed the most tears. Not because you’ve maybe hurt me…because I think of all the things I want us to be doing and all the things I want you to be saying that will never happen. I don’t even know why I like you. I don’t even know why you like me, if it’s true that is. I know you’re getting annoyed with all my doubts about you, us and myself but it’s part of who I am. I am a very doubtful person with low self esteem and confidence. And you can tell me that I’m beautiful and all that but I’m never going to really believe you. I don’t know what it will take to get me to believe that about myself. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to think that about myself. But just cause I don’t think about myself like that doesn’t mean I don’t like to hear it every once and awhile. I mean if I start to hear it enough I might actually start to believe it…but then again I’m not sure.
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46 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Day 1
Dear Diary,
Hey it's me again I am not really sure what to say. Okay scratch that I wanted to say, guess what? I know that I might be going to church and doing my regular alter serving thing. I know that I am getting closer with the people that help out with me. I know that they are good people, maybe even my friends but I know that in the end I will hurt them. And they might hurt me before I can. I know that I don't want to but I did 10 years ago. I don't wanna do it again. Today is the first day of the Carnival my friends are here to pick me up which means I have to go and put my wig on to cover up all my white (born with) hair. Oh before I go one more thing this is day 1 of full on depression. Day 1 of bottling up my emotions. Day 1 of putting walls up and not letting and anyone see the real me cause lets be honest I am not an ordinary girl!