I like to draw and i am a good drawer.... well thats what the others say anyway. Drawing is one of my main hobbies which is one of a few things i do other than daydream. But i have stopped lately because i have a friend who is a AMAZING  drawer. I am jealous of her and i don't care that much that she is way better than me but it must affect me more than i think because i have been thinking, 'Why should i draw she is better than me anyway'. I feel so sad, before i came to high school i was…

I have no idea what i am trying to say and my thoughts will most likely change. All i know is that i am having a hard time with my MDD.

Lately i have been thinking whats the point of living? Whats the point of anything? I know it makes me sound emo or depressed but the strange thing is that i am not and i am normally happy but yet i think these things.

Over the holidays my MDD has gotten worse and i am not proud. I try to stop and do other activities instead but i just don't…