have you ever felt like your loved, but all just seems so bland, as if a lie? sometimes i just like to sit around and think about how many people have used me for my body, and how many people have lied just my saying that they love me... or sometimes i just like to think about how thin i could be, but how fat i really am. how do people love someone who has anxiety and depression, tried to kill themselves on multiple ocassions, and sometimes just craves attention from people around me... i feel like i am selfish by just asking for someone to cuddle, because i end up getting judged because of it. of coarse, my parents love me, but enough to just send me to a hospital or "insane asylum" to get better? it will only make it worse!?! i try to get rid of my bad thoughts but they always roam, even though they dull when i actually get attention and love, they hit harder later... i wish i could just end it. break it off. free myself from the pains... but i know it'll hurt others, that seem like they never care until something bad happens...