Please write this young lady with encouraging thoughts and ideas.
I am a forteen year old girl, if seen by everyone one had a happy and a satisfactory life. You know this is the only place where I can share my thoughts because for me to have thoughts of mine is a crime I should be a puppet who thinks according to her master.
The main thing is that you realise that you can’t compare your troubles to anyone elses. People hate listening to my troubles because I am yet to face the real ones. I hate talking to others and I like solitude. I am not social so I am abnormal. I hate myself and I want to die. Why? I have excellent grades, a model student, a all rounder this is not by me but the others. I wonder why when people think we are very good so that means that we are not to cared. This one…
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