Nothing I ever say or do is ever the “right thing.” I’m so upset, I hate how any good moments I have always take a 180 and turn into misery. There’s no escaping it. I hate living and I hate that I hate living. I just wish I didn’t feel every single emotion so intensely and severely.
The rest of my peers are busy searching for colleges and taking AP classes, and here I am just doing my best to function semi-normally and it takes up all my time and energy. I feel so fucking broken and it’s so frustrating and hopeless.