Dear World,

I’m exhausted. I can’t keep doing this.

I’m trying to be the girl you need me to be—the happy sister, the daughter you can boast about, the cousin you admire, the friend you can always turn to. But it’s all crumbling down. The walls are closing in, and the floor shatters beneath each step I take.

I feel weak. I feel numb. I feel em…read more