I wrote a butterfly for Tyler, ut now it’s for me. Helping him has reverted me….I can’t do this anymore. I hate myself. I hate my life. I hate school. I put on a brave and happy face for everyone when really I’m screaming inside. The pressure, the stress, the confusion. I can’t take it and no one cares. I try going to people and they laugh in my face. They don’t realize I’m serious. I’m alone. And no one cares.