Sometimes, I think there is something seriously wrong with me. I'd like to think I am a healthy teenager, but the truth is; I just can't seem to stay happy... Not if my life depended on it... And it's awful.
So, I usually wake up in the morning in a fine mood, but somehow, by the end of the night, I am holding back tears. I think that things would be simpler if I didn't have to hold them back, but I live in a house where as soon as someone shows a frown, they are asked a million questions. I can't do a million questions. I usually play it off by saying that I am just tired, and then I go in my room, and get on the computer. My lack of trust