Just keep that in mind before you do anything crazy. People will avoid you. Call you names. It'll make you want to die even more than the stress does. Your life will be miserable. And there's no way of hiding it.
The scars will be there for a long time. And I can't escape them. Makeup doesn't work. I will go throughout my life lying to everyone who asks. That's more painful than the stress ever was.
I hurt myself once. It sucked. I have the scars to prove it. Scars that I lie about everyday. To my best friends. To my family. I just say it was a cat. But when I look down at my arm I cringe and tears well up in my eyes.
Yes I know I'm 13 and I'm going trick or treating, but I'm leaving my own neighborhood and I'm going to a rich neighborhood where they give out king sized candy bars.
To finish my text- I might get a YouTube account so that I can stitch together my animations, add sound, and make full music videos. All I need to do is find a way to convert my animations onto a file and be able to work on them from there.
