DEPRESSION
I am sick of this life. It is dreadful and unpleasant. I come home every day from school and feel like crying, and honestly, I don’t quite know why. I have a pretty decent life, I mean I have a house to sleep in and food to eat but I just don’t see the purpose of it. All I do is make people annoyed and disgusted. I cannot sleep at night and I get yelled at for it. My parents act like they don’t care. Who knows though, they probably don’t. My mother doesn't have time for me- or anyone other than my little brother, and she gets angry very easily. But of course, I am to blame for that. I have a very short temp