The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.

Sometimes fantasies are better than life.

I bet the pill is harder to get than drugs--which shows how screwed up this world really is!

I wouldn't intentionally hurt anyone in this whole world. I wouldn't hurt them physically or emotionally, how then can people so consistently do it to me? Even my parents treat me like I'm stupid and inferior and ever short. I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.

The complete bottom has fallen out of my life.

They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!

They don’t think “I care,” “I hurt,” or “I have feelings.” It just seems like I’m always “wrong,” always “selfish,” always “self-centered” and everything else that’s negative and destructive.