So I was in my second to last class before school was over and it was the beginning of class. I remembered something very very important that I had to write down for my therapist. I also wrote my feelings and whatnot... Then the teacher grabbed the paper and said she would give it back after class. At the end of class I asked for it back. She told me no and then ripped it up, right in front of my face and threw it in the trash.... I told her that I really needed it back and I told her why, she said she couldn't care less.... I cried all during my next class and no body cared. Then I waited for my "friends" and they all just walked right passed me, they didn't care either. Now I'm home, still crying a little and everyone is ignoring me... I don't mind if you guys ignore me to, you might as well because obviously my feelings don't matter, and neither does my opinion. I know that, and I shouldn't have let people convince me otherwise. Yeah, I'm worthless, stupid and a failure.... I'm a slut. If everyone says it it must be true... You should all just ignore me too. I don't care anymore. Im just dead inside... Hopefully soon I can be completely dead and get this torture over with....