It can’t be healthy to feel like this 80% of my waking life. It’s killing me, isn’t it? It must be killing me. How could it not be? It’s been over a decade now. A decade! It’s wearing on me. It’s destroying my body from the inside. It is manifesting in my bones and in my face. And it will for a long time. For-ever and ever. UNTIL I STOP BREATHING.
HOPEFULLY THAT’S SOON.
(I am not kidding at all!!!! I am also 13 years old apparently!!!! You have discovered my secret diary!!!!! Mom, don’t look at it!!!!!!)