Chris keeps hitting me. I wish he wouldn’t. Tally asked me why I had a bruise on my arm. I’ll have to wear long sleeves from now on. 

    I’ve been pinching myself a lot. Sometimes even slapping myself. I’ve started carrying those cyanide pills in my bag. I've changed the label of the white bottle, just in case.

Today this woman started working in the department, her name is Iris. I was printing something in the printer room and she knocked my shit out of my hands.

I really do wonder what I did to deserve this harrassment. She said I was "an easy target", and I can see why.

I always get pushed around. It's like the only people who like me are Dad and Tally. I don't even know if my own twin likes me.

Everyone I encounter hates me. Is there something unlikeable about me? Am I annoying?

It hurts. It really does.

I want to die.