I am 16, and I am the peppy up beat girl in my friends. I help however when ever i can.In their eyes I don’t have problems. I never cry,I hold it in I don’t let people help me because I don’t feel like I’m worth the help. I feel like when ever I think I’m doing good, someone always tears me down.I don’t open up. I’m guarded, and I let a guy in, we were together for 9 months. Which for me was long time.Then he stops talking to me,I hear that he’s moving and I’m to afraid to talk to him about it, I try and he doesnt talk to me for 3 weeks.I cried I never left my room I barely ate.I feel like im not worth anyones love because i’ll f*** it up. But nobody wants to love me.I hate myself. I love holloween and dressing up because i dont have to be me anymore. Thats my story.thats it.
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