I’m young and healthy, I have a good life and I have family, so why do I feel like giving up all the time? I think I’m doing it for attention but who’s attention am I getting at 2am in my room by myself. It can be the smallest thing and if it don’t do it right I feel like it wasn’t even worth trying for. I cry over the dumbest things or for no reason and I get angry or annoyed at people for no reason. I can’t keep friends because I don’t want to talk to them until it’s the middle of the night or in person. I’m supposed to be this smart little girl and grow up to get a scholarship to a good college and get a good job only to get an average pay and a house I don’t want with a man that I have to live with and have kids because my parents are going to want grandchildren, and to live and work until I die. I don’t want that shit. I never have.