I am. I want to find a way of telling my shrink that. But the words won't come out right. How can you tell a trained professional that you're too ugly to go to school? Seriously. I'm scared as fuck about going back. I don't -want- to go back. I can't see the point in going back to this shithole which makes me feel worse about myself every day. I don't care that avoiding the situation makes it harder to go back, because i don't want to go back. I just want to rot away. It's just that I look at all these people in magazines, and in shopping centers, and on websites and they're all pretty, and smiling, and perfect, and I look at myself in the mirror and I see this ugly creature with despair in her eyes and a frown on her lips. And it hurts, because It's so hard to wake up every morning in the same body, with the same face, knowing there's nothing you can do about it. I know it's trivial, I know. I know there are kids starving in Africa, I know. But all that makes me feel is guilty. And I hope I'm only this whiny because I'm tired. I really do. Staying up for 30+ hours is definitely not my thing. Go ahead, ignore me. Everyone else does.