every day ever since i could remember, i've been extremely unhappy. i don't know why i'm like this. my childhood was bad, yes, but i know that my life since then has changed. i'm supposed to be happier. i lead a normal life, i have plans, i have friends, i do sports and theatre, i'm normal. so why do i feel like this? i have a happy life and people see me as a fun person to be around, yet i feel absolutely nothing inside. i feel incredibly lonely despite my friends offering to hear me out and be there for me. my mind just refuses to let me be happy. even after a good day, all i can think about is how unhappy i am and how i wouldn't complain if a bus were to hit me some day. deep down, i know i'm waiting for a freak accident to happen just to take me out.