I came to this sight because...nothing intrests me anymore. Writing used to come to me so easily, now I can't even keep up in school. I feel like everyone is just staring at me. People tease me and I tend not to take notice. I can't do anything but space out and wish I was someone else. My friends don't understand, my family isn't one to talk to and I've been crying at the drop of a hat. I don't cry. It's not natural, I never cry. All of a sudden there's this huge gouge inside of me and nothing can fill it. I'm seeing a shrink tomorrow, but I'm afraid he'll talk to my family...I can't bear to have my sister in pity...Guess that was more of a vent than a question, wasn't it?[|)] Thanks, though.