I feel like a dog would support me better than my real daily would! I ****ing hate them, I feel so ugly! I tell my parents that I'm sorry that I'm depressed for many years and I have social anxiety, but they flick me off thinking that I'm being stupid! I tell then I'm sorry for being socially slower than most kids my age, I've had a hard time trying to grow up like other kids and teens! I can only look forward to my community I've met online, they're more family to me (not Tumblr). My ****ing family... why do I love them anyway? I hate that because I was born from these people that half of me loves them! I wish I had a dog... I wish I had something to, I don't know, salvage me from this mess. Why is it so hard for me to be normal? I try really hard, and then I realize when I "try" it I'm not just doing it like a normal person. I think something's wrong with me...