[lameoverachiever]

To the girl who I've been friends ever since 6th grade,
No one noticed. I was always there for you whenever you had shit going on or hád just fought with your parents, but where were you when I was having panic attacks, not wanting to get out of bed, crying so much I couldn't breathe, digging my nails into my skin to make things better? You and our friends were all I had. My family clearly doesn't care. My hope was pinned on you. And you let me down. Again.
I'm never going to be enough. I'll never be good enough for Mom, who yells at me whenever she has a chance and will always pick Peter over me. She won't let me have the meds. And I'm tired of having to fight this on my own, but I'm still trying. I wasn't enough for my father, who moved to be with his new family. He tries to be there, but I won't let him. I don't wanna ruin this relationship like I did with every other one. I'm not enough for any of you. I'm too angry and too problematic and too dramatic and cry too much.
I'm done with being everyone's second option. You have V, who's better and nicer and smarter and prettier than I'll ever be. She's your best friend now. You have an amazing family who cares and loves you, don't take them for granted. Live your life. Be happy. Don't worry about me. I'll find people who care at some point, and i'll find happiness (or I hope so).