What am I always going to do? I'm going to go home and freak out.I'm going to sit with my family and try not to talk about myself and what's wrong. Im going to try and eat. Then I'm going to try and sleep. I dread it. I can't eat and I can't sleep. I'm not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?

Nobody had told me I was common.

No," mom says, looking at me in the eyes. "What's a triumph is that you woke up this morning and decided to LIVE. THAT'S a triumph. that's what you did today.

I was never big on rage.' 'Why?' "It's so much more angry in my head than it could ever be outside.

They've spent alot of money on me. I'm ashamed.

That's all I can do. I'll keep at it and hope it gets better.

If you can't get out of bed for long enough, people come and take your bed away