Please be aware that the journals entries for now on are going to be more recent events. About boys, and drama, and everyday life. I will try to make it as interesting as possible and still keep the facts. But if you are not into that sort of thing, and find it boring, please stop reading now. I would hate to bore you.6th grade year was the year that completely changed the course my life was...

In 5th grade, after the amazingly racist REC center, I was just hitting puberty,and it came at the wrong time.I started having these mental break downs. At recess I would scream at the top of my lungs with pure depression and anger. This happened almost every day when teachers started noticing, they tried to ask me what's wrong.I ended up getting sent to the counselors office twice a week to talk...

One morning, in fourth grade, I was getting ready for school, when my dad sends me out of my parents room. About ten minutes went by, and I already knew what was happening. They have been talking about it for weeks. My dad walks out, looking distressed. I walk in my room, seeing my mom naked. Which didn't bother me, because she is always naked. She was packing. I asked her what happened and she...

She told me that on this website you can write everything/anything without anyone knowing who you actually were. She told me that you would listen and understand, and wouldn't judge people. I just need to know these people exist. I would like to stay anonymous, so I will change all the names of the people I mention, because I do not want to find me.I think I should start from the beginning. I...