Even though I am surrounded by good people and friends, I still feel like I'm doing something wrong. I always feel like I'm saying dumb things that people will hate me for. I can't stand it. I have a fear of being hated and rejected, so I constantly think about how my word choice and what I do is stupid or how it will offend someone. I wish I couldn't care less about what people think of me. It's ruining my life.
It's nights like these that I hate the most.
I hate feeling ignored, alone, unwanted. Like my purpose in this world is absent.

I still can't stop thinking about death and myself being dead. I procrastinate on calling a counselor at school. It's not that I don't want to see a counselor, it just keeps slipping my mind because I
have so much going on right now.

If I did see a counselor.....
Well I still have my doubts.

Like what if seeing one wouldn't help?
I just want to feel happy.
How can I think about help others when I can't even solve my own problems?
Tonight was.....actually pretty good.

I talked to some people that I've always wanted to be friends with, and they actually seemed kind
of interested in me..

Hmm.
Sitting here listening to you talk on skype for over 6 hours has made me realize how much I dislike you.