Journal?

Maybe this is a good idea, maybe it isn't. 

I don't know... But it's the only thing that distracts me from the sick feeling I have. So I guess if someone shares my experience, well then maybe this can offer them some strength.

I guess I should introduce myself so there's a voice behind the Arial font. I'm Kate. I'm 16 and I'm turning 17 in a few days actually. I am a bit- Oh who am I kidding. I have depression. And it's not easy when there's a constant social barrier set around everyone.

Truth be told, I don't belong anywhere. 

I'm not popular and I honestly don't want to be. I hate conflict and I don't need people who don't even know who I am to hate me for no reason. I'm not an artist/"nerd", because my grades aren't fantastic. I'm an artist but even in my roots, I still can't talk to the people who share said interest. I'm just kind of... Existing.

I don't understand. When I talk to people, they always say how funny I am, or how nice I am. So why don't I belong anywhere? There's always that barrier that keeps me from saying my mind, from trusting them. And it's not like I'm making the barrier up. I have had die hard friendships before. Well, maybe not... I have always been a third wheel. 

Maybe I'm just not meant for this world.