This Ugliness, Myself

Hello

I'm depressed again. I've only been back in school for three days and the pain has reared it's hideous head and has ripped me apart. It's been creeping through my veins-a pulsing fatal laceration that will not leave me.

I need help. I am so weary of this constant fighting; fighting against myself, against everything else in my life. I am in an immortal battle against me.

The worst part is I have no reason to be unhappy. I have been reunited with my friends. Actually, Sam has been evading me and Luke and Tom are forever mocking me. I am just so tired of everything

There is no need for me to be so unhappy. I have a seemingly perfect life. I should be content, but instead I'm strained with paranoia. Even when silent, I scream discomfort with this life.

I need some help yet it is only when I have a panic attack do my family notice anything is wrong. Even then, they shrug it off, scream at me and force me to go out.

I don't know what to do.


Betty
xxxxx

Also, any Evanescence fans?

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Oh Franklin!

Oh Franklin!
Name
Betty
Age
14
Gender
Female
Location
Great Britain (UK)
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