The only thing I know is that I hate myself. I hate the body I was born in, my personality, my voice, just everything. I want it all to end. I can’t sleep anymore because I’m too busy tearing myself apart. I don’t know if perhaps I’m transgender or just this self loathing but if I was given the chance I would change bodies in a heartbeat. I’ve always stated that I wish I didn’t have breasts and that I had male genitalia but don’t know if I truly meant it or just think things would be different if I was born a boy. One minute I’m vaguely confident in my body, the next I want to destroy it. I curse the fact that this is who I am. I have been struggling with this level of depression since I was 11, it’s been seven years of torture. I feel like everyone around me knows who they are and who they want to be, or at least their likes and dislikes. I truly and deeply hate myself and have wanted to end things for a while now.