So, I have a confession to make.

First off, I cried all night and barely got sleep. My mom did talk with me but she had somewhere to be at 5:30 AM. After she fell asleep, I continued to cry. It was do hard to keep quiet. Why was I crying? Well, here's why.

A few of you were sad this weekend. Basically throughout the weekend. There were sometimes it was happy, but that didn't last and it would go back to sad. I tried to convince the few that it would all be okay. They didn't and probably still don't believe me.

One of them has had a rough week, one of them has a rough life all the time and is so damn dramatic about it (She doesn't read this so it's none of you), and one of them just keeps going back to the same thing.

You probably are confused about how I can be sad from this. My mom says it's because I'm too kind and caring so I sacrifice my feelings for others to be happy. Maybe.. But my bipolar disorder doesn't help.

It doesn't say it, but other's moods really effect me if I'm around it too much. Like, to the point of depression. I know this is selfish, but I can't help it. I'm sorry. I want to help all of you with your problems still.

I might have to take a break but... we all know that won't last long. I'm still crying, and it's hard to type with blurry vision. I bet I have a lot of auto corrects. Anyway, yeah, this is me coming clean, I guess.

That's it for now, bye.