I am sick.
I am really depressed. In the past week running for my school has become a complete chore.
It is not fun.
I want to start my life.
I think I am homesick. But how can that be? I don’t want to move home or anything…
If I could make decisions without worrying about anyone else, my life would be so different.
I am skinny, they say. I don’t see it. I’m growing up so fast, but this holds me back.