Most people look at me, and they see this beautiful happy girl. They think I have the most perfect life and see all good in this world. But, when I step home, I stare into my mirror. I see this girl. Who doesnt belong in this world. Im currently 17 and I have more insecurities than the average girl. That "happy" girl everyone sees, its only an act so people dont question me. I've had the worse experiences in life. Ask me, its probably already happened. I cry myself to sleep daily. I'm upset to the point where I harm myself any possible way I can. Burn, cut. Whatever I have, I'll use. I'm suicidal. Within the last year, I've tried to kill myself over 10 times. I cant seem to find any hapiness. Every good thing that happens to me, end up in a disaster. I am the perfect disaster.