I was reading through my old stuff, and I realized how much more happy I was back then. Honestly, 2016 was a bad year, but I was so happy. Now, I want to die. I cut. I try to get help, but...

Some updates on my life:
BrookeSarasin and I are saving up for fursuits. catherinerandom you can pitch in if you want. Our goal is $6,000. Uhh, my grandma's dog died in February. I am starting to feel slightly happier. Just wondering if anyone could spread the word that I exist? Like, spread my Wattpad account around the internet, please? I want people to read my stuff. I archived most of my library books, it feels empty in there. I am used to a lot of books. Now, there are only six. It is kind of creepy... I have come out of the closet. Mum doesn't accept that I'm genderfluid. John is still alive (my hedgehog. Still not dating anyone. I am trying out Wicca, although I feel like more of an Atheist Witch. I have 84 followers on Tumblr, would be great if they came to look here. To see my more detailed updates. Maybe my online friends would check it out. I just want people to read my stuff is all. It's 12:38 AM right now. They probably aren't awake. I have a website blog thingy. It's on my profile. I've got a YouTube channel. It's pretty bad. I was a furry like four years ago with my fursona Reggi, today was her 4th birthday. Know I have Ahn. I was much more closeted as a Furry then. Still am a closeted Furry, just not as much. Might see a Panic! concert. My aunt's trying to get three of us tickets. ( my aunt, BrookeSarasin, and I). I wish it was summer. Even though I hate the weather, no school. There are about four months until my thirteenth birthday, so that's cool I guess. Honestly, I am just tired of everyone's shit.