Everyday is harder than the last. My friends, my best friends,
ditched me. My new friends are good, but... it's not the same. I
get headaches everyday and my parents expect perfection out of me.
It's so hard. What hurts the most? I actually have started to care
what people think. I'm not that carefree girl I was in June. And I
miss that girl so f**king much. I'm not even sure what happened to
her. She just... disappeared and I want her back. She was my
inspiration. Now I don't know where to look. And that hurts so damn
much. Don't worry, I'll never hurt myself, but I'm ready to kick
and scream and bawl my eyes out until I get my old life back. But I
can't because I'm Emily, the well put together girl who everyone
pretends to like and the girl who everyone wishes they could be as
smart as, while playing multiple sports. Only I don't think I want
to be that girl anymore.