Dear Diary
At the moment, I am at school and currently doing the most cliched thing a person with no friends does.
It is lunchtime and I am going to spend it in the bathroom. This is not something I do regularly. Normally I find the very well hidden strength and bravery given to me as a child and I sit out in the open. On my own. I am a little bit hidden, but still out in the open. Today, a group of girls have taken that space.
Dear diary, i feel like crying, not just crying, bawling, but I have promised myself i would stop crying. I have cried a minimum of 5 days weekly and frankly it is of no benefit. The only thing crying does is distract me from the day ahead and give me a headache.
So my dear diary, every time I feel tears behind my eyelids, I will not release them, instead I will put pen to paper.
Sincerely
Teary-eyed Jadesola
