How can i genuinely be happy anymore, why do I feel like this, I fight every night to stay clean. It’s about time before I Mukbang on my parent’s pill cabinet, it’s only getting worse, I self harm in class, I stab myself with sharp pencils and cut with safety scissors. Nobody ever notices. I want to kill myself at school, I want everyone to see what they done, what they did to a child who wants friends, a child who grew up thinking she was worthless. I want them to hurt, I want them to feel overwhelming guilt, I need them to hurt.