I don’t have a right to be depressed. My friend has been sexually abused by her step-father. My other friend cuts. Me? I’m a straight A student, my teachers love me, i have amazing friends and my parents don’t hit me. But it’s the small things. The way my parents call me a failure when i get a B on a geometry test. When this girl in my class yells at me and then Kristen tells her to beat me up. When everything in my life is just wrong, but in the eyes of others, perfect. I’m never good enough. Ever. That’s how it is, […]