My mother refuses to believe I am mentally ill. 

I am not diagnosed. I know I can’t categorize myself the same the same way the diagnosed do. 

But so many people around me agree. If she would just agree I wouldn’t be scared to have a diagnosis. She says she would throw me out because “serial killers have that disease.”

IM NOT A BAD PERSON 

All i want is to make people happy. I want everyone around me to be happy but it’s impossible for me to not fuck up or split or anything. I just want everyone to like me and love me. But somehow I always end up alone. 

I want to at least find out how to somehow manage this mind map. I want her to know I’m not a depressed teen. I’m broken beyond repair. I just want people for once to see me as good.