My name is Sarah. I'm fifteen years old, and I'm from the Eastern United States.
My past is a rocky mountain, that noone would dare climb. Wait, no. That sounds too edgy.
Basically, my life isn't too peachy right now.
I feel as if I have to keep up these lies in order to seem cool. (Side note: I got a huge feeling of deja vu right now. Weird.) I pretend I'm this laid-back, humourous teenager with no worries or cares. I get good grades, I'm relatable. There's no way I can have any problems. Right?
Wrong. Despite what some people think, I'm a depressed, anxious mess. I don't know how to express discomfort, such as when I feel "triggered". (I hate that word. It's overused by the edgy twelve year olds on Tumblr.) Oh, and my friends. ALL of my friends. I don't know how to talk about my past relationships, or how to come out as a lesbian, or how to properly sleep.
So, what do you guys think I should do? Do you guys have any questions for me?
Thanks for listening to me ramble on, "fam".