Yupp, I hate society, and it hates me. I seriously don't think I'll ever be like how normal people are and how society and my family wants me to be. Why should even be here when I know for sure that my life is destined to be messed up? I have learned hopelessness and I'm lazy. All of my friends have their permits or licenses, some of them have jobs, cars, applied to college, are happy to live a normal life. I don't and I'm not, living a normal American life frustrates me.

My friends are like "I'm sorry" or "Things will get better", that's easy for them to say, they're not me. I told them what I've been through in middle school and about what happened to me by my "uncle", do they think my life will still be sunshine and daisies just because I told them?

Luckily, my panic attacks are gone, but my parents still haven't let me so a therapist yet or anything of the sort.

Everything just seems to be going down hill for me and won't stop until I die.