I take care of everyone. I’m only 17, and I feel totally in control of friends, and family. Every relationship I have, I lead. I can’t have boyfriends because only wimpy guys are attracted to me. Most people I know are mentally ill, not excluding my own little issues. I don’t talk enough in therapy. It’s bad, kinda. I cant decide if i want all the power i have over people. I cant decide if i want to lost weight, because my two best friends are skinnier. Im not fat though, i feel stupid and useless and yet i am depended on. I have a lot of turmoil. Im a perfectionist. My life has had a lot of pitfalls but it hasnt been awful. yet im suffering all these mental issues about childhood and stuf. ouch. forgive your parents already, right?
