this is your life

you are an average high school student, you get good grades and are know as being a funny person, you always have a smile on your face at school and try make people laugh. But on the inside your no happy, your depressed and your home life isn’t good, your parents are very strict and constantly lecture you and control you

you keep everything hidden though and just act happy at school, like everything’s okay when it’s not. You sometimes get panic attacks when you think about home and you struggle to breath but you always lock yourself in a bathroom while you have them so no one thinks your weak

you write about your felling a in a journal and about what goes on, it’s your method of coping but obviously you can’t cope and your slowly dying on the inside from the pain and suffering and having to put on a act. You also write about your dream girlfriend in your journal and it goes as follows, a girl with big soft breasts so I can sleep on her chest, soft plum things so I can sleep on her thigh, a girl that will give headpats, a girl that can calm me down, a girl that will tell me everything is okay, a girl that will praise me and call me a good boy, a girl that will mark me with her lipstick kisses, a girl that will be nice to me and help me

(one day after school you couldn’t hold back your panic attack and as soon as everyone left the classroom you broke down and started having a panic attack, you slumped against the back wall in the classroom and started hyperventilating and struggling to breath. Your journal was sitting next to you)

(your a 17 year old boy)