Dear Dairy, I am currently laying down on my bathroom floor with you in my lap as I write. Tears create streaks on my face and small bits fall onto you while I struggle to put my words together and try my best not to wet you more.

—- I think I’m stupid sometimes when I speak, soemtimes I come off as too aggressive and too harsh. When I try to come off as much more gentle, I come off as too gentle and not hostile enough. I wonder if everyone has this problem and just doesn’t talk about it,or am I just so oddly different that only I suffer with it. I’ve also thought about the matter that I am so oddly different more. You’d think that a kid like me could easily fit in with society, but I feel like a sheep in wolf’s clothing. I know I do not belong with the people I speak too, I do not understand the jokes they laugh at, their music type, their style, the way they handle emotions, and the way their minds work. No matter how much I try, how much I observe, I cannot even crack the surface of their minds that differ so much from mine.

Nevertheless, I’ve lost my strength to write for tonight.

Sincerely , unknown .