Hi, I'm Becca. 16 years old, living in Michigan. I'm just waiting for the day where I can finally accept myself for who I am. I'm starting to hate waking up every morning, because each day just keeps getting worse. No one understands me or my feelings so I just shut down. I want to be happy, but I feel like no one can make me happy anymore. And if I'm not happy, what's the point of being here?