Trying...

I don't know why I'm here. Well, actually, I do – a close friend wanted me to find help. She meant professional help, but because that's expensive, I'm here.

I guess I meant to say, I don't want to be here.

Telling people about myself is something I shy away from. I'd rather no one know what goes on in my head, or things I do to deal with what goes on in my head.

I also don't want to be here because...well...I've been stalking chats and groups for a few days now...and everything just feels so fake. The