The doctor said

I have high anxiety, depression and ADD.

My mom didn't belive the doctor.

She says I'm only 13 and couldn't have all that stuff.

So she wouldn'tlet me take the meds.

Mom can you see I need them? I cut, a lot.

Please help?

I'm sixteen years old.

Last night, for the first time in three years, I slept all night with the light off.

I'm really proud of myself.

I work at a popular children's gaming arcade.

If a kid is sweet and polite, I automatically add on 50 tickets to their total score.

Sometimes I stare at the little people in snow globes.

I wonder are they as happy as the seem?

Or do they feel just as trapped as I do?

Lately, my mom has started to be nicer.

I want to trust her and act like this is normal.

But I know if I let my guard down, it'll just be harder to get over when she snaps and leaves me alone again.

Maybe this time she'll stay happy, and won't hurt me anymore.

Maybe.