I am not sure exactly what it is I am trying to achieve by this. Okay, so the box says to submit my story. I have been diagnosed with depression and an anxiety disorder. I have been having issues concentrating, and I cant remember anything. All of my days run together and get blurry, and of course I am having trouble sleeping. I feel utterly alone.
I seem to be pushing limits. Acting out to see when my parents will get mad, skipping classes to see what my teachers will do, acting like a “tough kid” to see how my friends will react, fun stuff like that. Let me tell you it is not the best course of action to be taking. Kind of counter productive and self detrimental if ya ask me. The hilarious part is, no one thinks anything is wrong with me, even though sometimes I want to put my fist through a wall.
I guess I am just lonely.
Maybe this is a cry for attention or affection, or maybe I just don’t want to end up like Eleanor Rigby from the song. “Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name, nobody came.” -The Beatles
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