I can't take it anymore. I can't keep up this facade that I'm fine. I can't even bother to pretend.

I can't even gain acceptance from those who are supposed to understand. I feel so alone in the world. I feel silenced even by those who are supposed to support me.

I don't know how to adequately express myself. I didn't mean to come across however I may have. I don't even understand what I did or said wrong. I never do. I never do at all. And I can't take it anymore.

I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know why I suck so much at socializing. I don't know why I even bother trying anymore. Sometimes I just want to crawl under my bed and stay there. Never come out. Because it would be easier. Easier than logging on Facebook another day under the guise that I'm fine. Easier than going to class another day and pretending I'm okay. Easier than trying to socialize adequately and failing miserably. Instead of making friends or a support group, being silenced. Or being thought of as strange, awkward, rude, or annoying. Or any combination of all of the above.

The frustration is too much to bear. This is the only safe place I have left any more.

I've never felt so close to the edge.