Dear Diary (Teen Perspective)

They laughed at me again today. They called me fat. I'm starving myself, but the weight won't come off fast enough. I can never focus and I get really bad headaches. It's worth it though, isn't it? This way, they'll like me. Maybe that cute boy in my math class will finally like me. He's so perfect. I'd love to be his lover, only, I'm too fat to even think like that. I don't think he even knows I exists. The razor, it keeps calling to me, and as ashamed as I am to say this....I answer it's calls. I think I need help, but I already know I wont accept it. Not that anyone would help me anyways. My dad left us again, and my mom has locked herself in her room. I'm stuck watching my little brother and sister. I don't think I can do this much longer.....