I’m not sure…Am I depressed? Am I Bipolar? Or am I blowing things out of proportion? I…Have had break downs, twice, but it’s normal for a girl. Right? During my last break down, I felt so…helpless, useless. I locked myself in my room and screamed at my mom to shut up. She screamed back. I’m a brat. I’m useless. I’m good for nothing. Those were her words and I just kept on screaming, shut up. Its normal to fight with your parents once in a while. Right? I tried to cut my wrist. With a pencil. Aha, how more pathetic can you get? I didn’t cause much damage, but I continuesly slashed at my wrist enough so that it stings. I sometimes wounder what would I have done if I had access to a knife…
Sometimes, I just get sad, you know? For some reason, I just randomly get sad and then make myself feel even worse by thinking about it. Is this normal for me to go through? Do some teenage girls go through this? Am I really just acting like a ungrateful brat? I…Don’t feel like I can talk to anyone about this… Believe me, I tried to talk to my mom once, when I had my first break down, and admitted to thinking about killing myself. Her solution: Get a dog. I’ve always wanted a dog…
I tried to talk to some Counselors at school…but I can’t, I always back out. What if I am just blowing things out of proportion? What if there’s nothing wrong with me, and I’m just behaving horribly? I have everything I need: good grads, in a good school and neighborhood, we’re not TERRIBLY poor, I have a nice family…I don’t see why…
Is there something wrong with me?