Life As We Know It, Or Do We??
people have different perceptions of other people.
for instance, to a lot of people that meet me they will think that i am a normal moody teenager, but copes with any thing you throw at her.
but to the close friends i have and wen i am alone, i am the loneliest person around. i cry myself to sleep, if i do sleep. i get angry at lil things that shouldnt even bother me. if things get really bad i hurt my friends and myself.
i want people to understand that there is nothing i can do, i have been through everything in my life. family death, my own death from a doctors mistake, bullying, being bullied, and now i am left to be this shrivelled heap that cannot bear to get out of bed in the morning, and if i do get out i feel sick.
i dont tell people all of this because i dont like the look of pity in strangers eyes, and that is all they are to me, strangers. they know nothing about my life so how can i call them friends?? my parents know nothing of this so how can i call them parents??