It's Sam again.So my mom and I just keep bumping heads about everything. I wanna tell her how depressed I am so I can go to a therapist, but I know she would get mad because when I told her I have no self esteem she bitched at me. Am I really that bad of a person? She also always compares me to my brother. He is a perfect, angel. What am I? A fucked- up child, and my mom always tells me I was a...

This is Sam because my account got deleted, and I needed somewhere to ramble about my problems.So I was staring at the mirror today while standing with one of my best friends. This got me thinking. Can I do anything she can do? She can tumble, cheer, amazing at pageants, pretty, skinny, HAS BOOBS, she can draw & write like no ones business (our English & art teacher told her they are...