I think there's something seriously wrong with me. Everything makes me upset and I constantly feel sick. My mind is either racing or I can't remember something that happened a second earlier. I don't want to eat but I feel so compelled to because I don't want anyone to worry. I constantly feel like I'm being judged and I have nothing going for me whatsoever. I have no real friends. I'm not pretty or skinny. I don't have any hobbies or talents. And I'm not even good at school anymore. No boys like me because I'm boring and awkward, and I genuinely feel like my life is just an afterthought. The only thing that is keeping me here is fear, and my family. The only bond I've felt like I truly had is gone because I ruined it.