This is me.
I may not be the skinniest person you know, so i'm not counting all of the calories in my food.
I may be a little shy, I have depression and anxiety.
I might wear glasses, you think I want to?
So I have freckles and i'm pale, God made me like this.
I'm really tall, I cant help it I have a giant for a dad.
I dont have a bestfriend, because I push everyone away.
I have alway been the 3rd wheel with friends, Always.
People don't realise it, but every day I hurt inside
More than you can imagine.
I'm bullied every single day... by myself..?
Because I dont believe i'm strong enough, for any of this...
People dont believe that depression and anxiety is that bad,
It is.
I used to cut, stopped for a while but now i'm back, i'm trying to be as strong as I was at one stage..
I have scars on my hip, leg and hands.
But i'm working through it, I try to control myself.
It works most of the time, but sometimes the bad thoughts escape
through a wall seperating the good from bad, into my mind.
A few of my friends are helping me through this,
Because they also have depression.
Only someone who has depression can really understand it..
I'm not asking for attention, All I want is people to understand.