w_i posts here, so does vicki.
i am 17 and invisable. no one even cares. no one even knows i'm around. i hate myself because i'm so horrible and ugly and i must smell bad because mother always is telling me to wash myself because i'm so dirty. she says i look like a ***** with my hair down and makeup on. she tells me how bad i am. how i ruined her life and how worthless and horrible i am.
i went to the person who is supposed to help me and she didn't even know it wasn't w_i. she talked about how memories don't hurt and that w_i should validate i exist. but she didn't even want to try and talk with me. w_i knows i exist cuz she sees what i write. but she doesn't want to know how bad i hurt or how much i wish i died. i don't know who to talk to because i don't really think anyone even cares. i'm just a squashed bug on the sidewalk that keeps getting stepped on and no one even sees it.
what's the use.
just wanted to say this and now i will go away.