I’m so depressed, I feel nothingness. I know I’m the life of the party and everyone thinks I have it going good but for real even while I’m at the club or social gathering I go to the restroom and cry my eyes out, touch up my make up and come out to twerk lol. I’m very suicidal and I have visible scars and stitches on my wrist but I lie that I fell on glass. I’m thinking of dying on my birthday. And I’m sure when I die people would say I had everything, forgetting that I never had the most important reason to live, “HAPPINESS”.