Everyone that knows me thinks I’m a really happy person. I’m popular, a dancer, and have a nice house. But nobody REALLY knows me. My closest friends treat me like shit. They abandon me, make fun of me, and use me. If I ever confront them about it, they make me feel like it’s my fault and that i’m a terrible person. I’m so fucking frustrated. They have no clue that my grandpa is battling cancer, or that my dad and i have to go to therapy because we fight all the time.
I’m sick of hiding behind this mask of popularity and fake friends. I’m told that I’m ugly and fat on a daily basis. All the popular guys think its funny to say that my hair is ugly or to say that i have a double chin. Or they text me as a joke.
Nobody would ever expect me to commit suicide because nobody thinks im capable of doing it. It would be pretty great if i could show them what insensitive mindless assholes they really are by killing myself. I bet they would feel awful. They deserve it.
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Honey don’t do anything like that just to teach them a lesson. Grow up. Be successful. It’s the best revenge. In a few years you won’t even remember their names
I’m sorry to tell you sweetie, they will not feel half as bad as you feel now, even if you killed yourself. Don’t ever kill yourself, for anyone, unless it’s for yourself. Even then, think long and hard.