This World Changed MeI've always been very shy since before I went to preschool. All those years which by now are starting to feel pointless. Did I have to live those years? Because to me they seemed like a waste.
For a few months I've been feeling hopeless, not caring much about things, except, of course, of what other people will think of me. A few nights I've cried myself to sleep because I couldn't think of a purpose for anything.
School is horrible for me. I worry constantly and my panic attacks occur more than once every day, aside from the other symptoms I feel almost all the time.
There's also my face. In school I make it as bland and ex
I used to want a relationship, to be happy with someone else, but I don't care much about them anymore. I want to know what love feels like, but I'll never have the chance to.