I think it's pretty clear that I don't think very highly of myself. Recently I've been feeling really bad, and a lot of bad things have been happening to me. For instance, my best friend now hates me. I don't know what I did to you Coco, but I'm sorry. I won't invite you to my party because you clearly don't want to be around me anymore. You don't even have to talk to me. Just know I'm sorry for whatever I did. Honestly, you are one of the only reasons I'm still on this planet. Anyways, like I was saying, I've not been feeling well lately. I'm not ill. Well, I might be mentally ill, but that's not what I mean. I've been more negative about things and when I try to show people I just give up. Coco, I tried to show you my self harm and then when you asked what it was I brushed it off and said I fell in my yard. And you believed me. It was a lie Coco. I'm very clumsy, but that wasn't a bruise from falling. It was a cut from a razor that I did to myself. You can't tell anyone irl. Please.