As he looked at me crying he asked "what's wrong" and the simplest answer I could think of was "what's right"

I use my friends to hid my depression...they make me seem happy alot of the time...... am i a bad person for that?

You don't need to tell me to be nice to people everywhere I go. I am never rude to anyone. What makes you think that I would want to turn into someone like you?

Thinking about my how my Mother decides to ignore and forget about all things he says to hurt me, makes me believe that I am all the things he tells me I am.

The way you have always put me down, made me who I am today. A shy, depressed, scared, insecure person who doesn't believe in herself at all.

I hate the favoritism in my family.

I want a father who will listen to me when I am upset and not bring me down instead.

I want to live in a house where i don't have to walk on egg shells to avoid an argument.

What if I reach my goal weight, and I'm still not satisfied?

All I ask for is happiness, is that too much to ask for?