Dear... Mom & Dad
I am sorry. I am sorry I trouble you with my problems. I'm sorry that I don't even know what's wrong with me. I'm sorry I've been so done with everyone and everything. I'm sorry even though it's not my fault.
I'm sorry that the daughter you raised so well turned out to be a depressed, anxiety filled teen, who you believe truly cares about looking good for others, and isn't focused on work - and who you don't understand nor try to.
One of my many, many, problems is that I still love the same guy from ten months ago, because I think, and maybe wish, that he likes me still, and that this time, he'll say it himself. I'm sorry that you believe that my phone is my problem, when although it may be part of it, it's nowhere near being the real problem itself. I'm sorry that you feel that you need to take it away, when really, it won't cause anything other than more anxiety for me. I'm sorry that you think my friends are the problem, that my school is the problem. But it's not. I'm sorry that you believe that I'm taking drugs, which was the answer to "why I was acting 'crazy'"and felt the need to search my bag.
And most of all, I'm sorry for everything.
I know that you guys do care, that you want what’s best for me, etc. But that is not what i'm seeing, hearing, feeling. There are so many things I want to tell you guys. I don't know how to tell you, or anyone, without making it sound like i'm being an attention-seeker. Even this letter makes it sound like I’m an attention seeker. You never listen anyway and every time I try to open up, and ask for you guys to hear me out first, you guys don't, So what's the point?
I know I will never be loved as much as my sister. I probably won't be becoming a doctor like her. I'm sorry. I tried to open up to you again, that I have no idea what I want to do with my life. I only have a few years to decide too.
Hell, I'm a mess; and I am mentally and physically exhausted of this life. My whole life it's always felt like I'm alone, which isn't true because there have been people including you guys in the past that have been there for me. But days, especially like today, I have never felt more alone in this world than ever.
I don't even know what to say. I'm too tired. And done. I have no words - like I didn't have any more today, but... I'll be ok. I know I will. And I am sorry.